Crossword-Solution: FLOWERAGE 9 letters, 2 clues 🏆 scrabble score: 16

But down in the water of death, in the livid, dead pool at the base-- _Bow low, with inaudible breath, beseech with the hands to the face!_ A furlong of fetid, black fen, with gelid, green patches of pond, Lies dumb by the horns of the glen--at the gates of the horror beyond; And those who have looked on it tell of the terrible growths that are there-- The flowerage fostered by hell, the blossoms that startle and scare.

For there were roses everywhere--great snowy bouquets and long lines of scattered blossoms, and single roses there and here, and the petals falling were as tears shed for the beautiful dead, and the white flowerage vied with the pallor and the immaculate stillness of the dead.

Still deeper and dimmer And goodlier they glow For the eyes of the swimmer Who scans them below As he crosses the zone of their flowerage that knows not of sunshine and snow.

Yet, thanks to Nature, who sends her leafage and flowerage up through all kinds of _débris_, and who takes a blossomy possession of ruined walls and desert places, it is never altogether dead! And of vagabonds, not the least delightful is he who retains poetry and boyish spirits beneath the crust of a profession.

Why should he be king, though, and why not I king? There now, that wind, like a swarm of sick drones! II Is it heaven or mere earth (come!) that moves so and moans? Oh, I knew, when you loved me, my soul was in flowerage-- Now the frost comes; from prime, though, I watched through to nones, Read love's litanies over--his age was not our age! No more flutes in this world for me now, dear! trombones.