Peony.... Anger.
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The Peony is chosen as the emblem of Anger from its red and fiery hues. It is a large double flower, and presents a superb appearance; but is almost destitute of scent.
I am burned up with inflaming wrath; A rage, whose heat hath this condition, That nothing can allay, nothing but blood, The blood, and dearest valued blood, of France. Shakspeare.
The wildest ills that darken life Are rapture to the bosom’s strife; The tempest, in its blackest form, Is beauty to the bosom’s storm; The ocean, lashed to fury loud, Its high wave mingling with the cloud, Is peaceful, sweet serenity, To anger’s dark and stormy sea. J. W. Eastburne.
Oh, that my tongue were in the thunder’s mouth! Then with a passion would I shake the world. Shakspeare.