I am named the windflower; but, sir, you too have a beautiful title; they call you the Prince of Pity.
"No, we are a numerous and beautiful family," said the windflower.
Had she been a 'nowadays aunt' she might have thought that Mary was not unlike a windflower herself.
She had been christened Mercy, but the people called her the "windflower."
Now, what do you suppose there is between the windflower and the Wind?
The "windflower" seemed to have been bruised by a rough tempest.
The windflower stepped forward boldly, and a breath of breeze ran through her hair and raised her banner.
"The only gift I crave is what nobody can give," said windflower.
And so the "windflower" was uprooted from among her kith and kin.
The lamprey (lambens petram) was called once the suckstone or the lickstone; and the anemone the windflower.