Any plant of the genus Argemone having large white or yellow flowers and prickly leaves and stems and pods

Usage examples of argemone.

And here a word about Honoria, to whom Nature, according to her wont with sisters, had given almost everything which Argemone wanted, and denied almost everything which Argemone had, except beauty.

But, as her destiny was, Argemone found herself, in the course of the evening, alone with Lancelot, at the open window.

But the truth was, Argemone thought herself infinitely superior to the colonel, for which simple reason she could not in the least understand him.

Eulenspiegels, or, finally, for the edification of Argemone as to her own history, past, present, or future, are questions which we must leave unanswered, till physicians have become a little more of metaphysicians, and have given up their present plan of ignoring for nine hundred and ninety-nine pages that most awful and significant custom of dreaming, and then in the thousandth page talking the boldest materialist twaddle about it.

CHAPTER III: NEW ACTORS, AND A NEW STAGE When Argemone rose in the morning, her first thought was of Lancelot.

She would have started as from a snake, from the issue which the reader very clearly foresees, that Lancelot would fall in love, not with Young Englandism, but with Argemone Lavington.

The fair Argemone has just been treating me to her three hundred and sixty-fifth philippic against my unoffending beard.

It was lucky for the life of young Love that the discussion went no further: Argemone was becoming scandalised beyond all measure.

She rose, walked quietly back along the beam, passed Argemone and Lancelot without seeing them, and firmly but hurriedly led the way round the pool-side.

But, somehow, in the light of his new love for Argemone, the whole human race seemed glorified, brought nearer, endeared to him.

The first thing which caught his eyes as he entered the drawing-room before dinner was Argemone listening in absorbed reverence to her favourite vicar,--a stern, prim, close-shaven, dyspeptic man, with a meek, cold smile, which might have become a cruel one.

Lavington had cast off her usual primness, and seemed to-night, for the first time in her life, in an exuberant good humour, which she evinced by snubbing her usual favourite Honoria, and lavishing caresses on Argemone, whose vagaries she usually regarded with a sort of puzzled terror, like a hen who has hatched a duckling.

It was lucky that it was dark, for Honoria and Argemone both blushed crimson.

At Argemone he had never sworn but once since she left the nursery, and was so frightened at the consequences, that he took care never to do it again.

Lancelot leant against a tree and watched the riot with folded arms, mindful of his promise to Argemone, and envied Tregarva as he hurled his assailants right and left with immense strength, and led the van of battle royally.