Jewelry

Pearl, in The Scarlet Letter, spends half her childhood making herself crowns and garlands out...

Keats gave the human soul butterfly wings and called her Psyche, beloved of Cupid, worshipped...

Tennyson wrote of a dragonfly shedding its old husk to reveal, underneath, clear plates of...

Four nights will quickly dream away the time, Hippolyta says at the very start of...

In Oscar Wilde's The Happy Prince, a swallow delays his flight south again and again...

Long before romance meant love stories, it meant tales like these, knights, quests, a wounded...

Anne Elliot waits eight years, says almost nothing about it, and is finally handed back...

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Herrick wrote, Old Time is still a-flying, and this...

A Bee his burnished Carriage, Dickinson wrote, drove boldly to a Rose, turning a bee's...

Titania names her flowers one by one in the same breath, wild thyme, oxlips, violets,...

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Titania says, cataloguing a place so...

Proserpina only had to eat six pomegranate seeds to be bound to the underworld for...