floweret

My Spring is gone, however, but it has left me that French floweret on my hands, which, in some moods, I would fain be rid of.

From "Jane Eyre" by Charlotte Brontë

Though bush or floweret never grow My dark unwarming shade below; Nor summer bud perfume the dew, Of rosy blush, or yellow hue!

From Life and Literature Over two thousand extracts from ancient and modern writers, and classified in alphabetical order by John Purver Richardson

Thro' Syrian plains curtained with curling mist The grass she trailed, Where the shy floweret; by the dew-drop kissed, Sweet blushing quailed; And drowned in purple vales of amethyst The moon-mad bulbuls wailed.

From Blooms of the Berry by Madison J. Cawein

Place a floweret of cauliflower on the top of the pyramid.

From The Century Cook Book by Mary Ronald

A poet of our age has said that in the meanest floweret we may find "thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears."

From Birds and Man by W. H. (William Henry) Hudson