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Year 10,172 Contasta Ar


Flowers



Here are relevant references from the Books where flowers are mentioned.
I make no pronouncements on these matters, but report them as I find them.
Arrive at your own conclusions.

I wish you well,
Fogaban



     Flower
          Blue Climber
          Brush
          Dina
          Exotic
          Flaminium
          Golden Cup
          Larma
          Lirillium
          Rence
          Shrub
          Talender
          Teriotrope
          Tor
          Tree
          Tundra
          Veminium
          Water
 


Flowers
To The Top


Talena and I swore to honor that day as long as either of us lived. I have tried to keep that promise, and I know that she has done so as well. That night, that glorious night, was a night of flowers, torches, and Ka-la-na wine, and late, after sweet hours of love, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
Tarnsman of Gor     Book 1     Page 217


I replaced the golden eating prong in its rack beside my place, shoved back the glittering dish in which lay several theoretically edible objects, carefully arranged by a slave to resemble a bouquet of wild flowers sprouting from a rock outcropping.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 86


Saphrar looked on the girl. He took from a silken pouch lying before him on the palanquin a small glass, with glass petal edges like a flower, mounted on a silver stem about which curled silver leaves.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 131


Also, I was not clear how Harold, supposing him to be successful in his shopping amongst the ferns and flowers of Saphrar's Pleasure Gardens, intended to conduct his squirming prize along this unscenic, difficult and improbable route.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 190


Besides the trees there were numerous shrubs and plantings, almost all flowered, sometimes fantastically; among the trees and the colored grasses there wound curved, shaded walks.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Pages 217 - 218


The masses of flowers and vegetation in Saphrar's Pleasure Gardens filled the air with mingled, heavy sweet fragrances. Also the fountains had been scented and the pools.

Harold left the walk and stepped carefully to avoid trampling a patch of talenders, a delicate yellow flower, often associated in the Gorean mind with love and beauty. He made his way across some dark blue and yellowish orange grass and came to the buildings set against one wall of the gardens.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Pages 218 - 219


Flowers had been scattered in the canal, and others were thrown on our ships as we passed.
. . .

I lifted my hand to the crowds. Flowers fell about me. I looked at the girl bound on the prow, my prize. I accepted the acclaim of the wild throngs.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 214


The wild crowds screamed and shouted, and threw flowers, and the flagship, oars dipping, in stately fashion, took her regal path, ram's crest dividing flowers in the water, between the buildings lining the great canal.

I stood among the falling flowers, my hand lifted to the crowds.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 215


A small yellow flower grew near me. I looked at it puzzled. I had never seen such a flower before.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 35


Some carried heavy baskets of fruits and nuts on their shoulders, or strings of gourds; others bore wicker hampers of flowers, or carried brightly plumaged forest birds, tied by string to their wrists.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 210


A cart was passing, flanked by huntsmen and slaves, bearing their burdens of gourds, flowers, nuts and fruits.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 213


Merchants brought sides of bosk, and thighs of tarsk, and wines and fruits to camp, and cheeses and breads and nuts, and flowers and candies and silks and honeys.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 321


He had cared for flowers, but had not dared to reveal this. It seemed so strange, he, such a man, caring for flowers.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 353


I have known warriors who cared for the beauty of small flowers.
Hunters of Gor     Book 8     Page 119


But now it did not seem that she would stand beside me among falling flowers on the bow of the Tesephone, on some great holiday declared in Port Kar, as we returned in triumph to that city, making our way through its flower-strewn canals, beneath the windows and rooftops of cheering throngs.
Hunters of Gor     Book 8     Page 135


That scent, I knew, a distillation of a hundred flowers, nurtured like a priceless wine, was a secret guarded by the perfumers of Ar.
Marauders of Gor     Book 9     Page 114


The dyes used in the making of these rugs are, on the whole, natural dyes, vegetable dyes, some made from barks and leaves, and roots and flowers, others from animal products, crushed insects, etc.
Tribesmen of Gor     Book 10     Page 49


She rose easily from the curule chair and stood before me. She held the opened collar before me. It was slender but sturdy, steel, enameled with white, decorated with tiny flowers in pink, a collar suitable for a woman's girl. There was printing in the enamel, tiny, exact.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 309


The tundra at this time of year belies its reputation for bleakness. In many places it bursts into bloom with small flowers. Almost all of the plants of this nature are perennials, as the growing season is too short to permit most annuals to complete their growing cycle. In the winter buds of many of these plants lie dormant in a fluffy sheath which protects them from cold. Some two hundred and forty different types of plants grow in the Gorean arctic within five hundred pasangs of the pole. None of these, interestingly, is poisonous, and none possesses thorns. During the summer plants and flowers will grow almost anywhere in the arctic except on or near the glacial ice.
Beasts of Gor     Book 12     Page 196


like the bursting of the tundra into flower, the tiny white and yellow flowers emerging from their snowy cocoon-like buds.
Beasts of Gor     Book 12     Page 437


It was a smell of vast greeneries, steaming and damp, and of incredible flowers and immensities of rotting vegetation.
Explorers of Gor     Book 13     Page 109


Surely he must know that I, and others, to seek the ring, would follow him even into the steaming, flower-strewn wilderness of the Ua.
Explorers of Gor     Book 13     Page 288


The air was soft and gentle. I could smell flowers in the gardens.
Fighting Slave of Gor     Book 14     Page 207


To the music of the musicians, near the iron door, they performed a most decorous dance, slowly and gracefully lifting their arms and turning, facing first one side and then the other. In their hands they held baskets of flower petals.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 97


In their left arms they cradled the baskets of flower petals. With their right hands they reached into the baskets of petals, to cast them on the walk, in the path of Miles of Vonda and of the men disembarking from the Tuka. The symbolism of the casting of such petals is perhaps reasonably clear. Feminine, and soft and beautiful, they are cast before the tread of men. Is the token in this not obvious? Men are the masters, the conquerors and victors. Beneath their feet, theirs, surrendered, lie the petals of flowers. In this we may see a lovely gesture, one of both welcome and submission, and one in which the order of nature is beautifully and sensitively acknowledged. But, of course, there are many ways in which the order of nature may be acknowledged. Another is that in which the woman, naked and collared, branded, under a man's whip, writhes at his feet to the beating of drums.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Pages 98 - 99


A girl may be "set off," of course, and beautifully, even if, technically, she is not clothed. She may be garbed, for example, in netting, as the "Hunter's Catch"; or she may be bedecked in jewels and leather, and shimmering chains, dancing under a whip in a tavern in Port Kar; or she may have flowers intertwined in her chains, as when she is awarded to a victor in public games in Ar.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 108


The alarm bar was ringing in Victoria, but now in token of victory. There were crowds upon the concourse. Garlanded, white-clad maidens could be seen. At the front edge of the concourse, near the wharves, pirates, in rows, stripped and bound, lay on their bellies. Maidens cast flowers upon them, and some of these maidens, from their own heads, placed garlands upon the brows of the victors.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 138


"And I shall also depend upon you for decorations, that the house may appear festive, lamps and ribbons, and flowers, and such."
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 228


I looked upwards, and about the room. The multicolored ribbons were festive; the lamps were lovely; and the flowers, abundant and colorful, mostly larma blossoms, Veminia and Teriotrope, were beautiful and fragrant. Lola had done well.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 240


"And in the cities," she said, "it is so beautiful, the towers, the bridges and sunsets, the people, the flower stalls, the market places, the smells of cooking."
Blood Brothers of Gor     Book 18     Page 333


The smell of flowers was in the air. Petals had been strewn by veiled maidens before the path of the palanquin.
Kajira of Gor     Book 19     Page 70


I particularly enjoyed the public gardens. Given the plantings flowers in them, of one sort or another, are in bloom almost all of the year. Here, too, are many winding and almost secluded paths. In them, combined, one finds color, beauty and, in many sections, if one wishes it, privacy. I knew few of the flowers and trees. Drusus Rencius, to my surprise, whenever I was in doubt, could supply me with the name. Goreans, it seemed, paid attention to their environment. It means something to them. They live in it. How few children of Earth, I thought, are taught the names and kinds of the trees and shrubs, the plants, the insects and birds, which surround them constantly. I was also surprised to find that Drusus Rencius seemed genuinely fond of flowers. I would not have expected, given my Earth background, that a man of his obvious power and competence could care for anything, and so deeply, as innocent, delicate and soft as a flower.
Kajira of Gor     Book 19     Pages 110 - 111


This was a beautiful world, and I reveled in it. I found almost everything I saw different, and interesting, the men and women, the children, the clothes, their accouterments, the streets, the buildings, the tents, the stalls, the trees, the flowers, everything.
Dancer of Gor     Book 22     Page 104


Girls rushed out to give flowers to the soldiers. Some of the men tied them on their spears.
Magicians of Gor     Book 25     Page 96


Some booths were set up on the terrace, for the sale of fruit and flowers.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 349


It is not unusual on this world, incidentally, for men to prize such things as flowers.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 353


The table, long, with sparkling linen, polished silver, candles and flowers, was in the same room.
Prize of Gor     Book 27     Page 94


About the slave's head was the wreath of blossoms, this of white Lirillium.
It is not unusual for slaves to bedeck themselves as they may, and to do so occasionally with flowers, sometimes a garland, sometimes with a mere blossom or two, fixed in the hair. Such things can be fetching, and it is likely they are not unaware of this.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Page 379


Cestiphon's chosen sign for his females, the petal of a flower, was on the collar. There would thus be no doubt as to whom she belonged.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Page 628


"Can you arrange flowers," he asked. "Properly?"

"No," she said.
Swordsmen of Gor     Book 29     Page 210


After a lean dark winter spring is welcome. The shed doors are opened, the vessels on their rollers emerge, into the light, as though awakening, and the rigging, refitting, caulking, and painting begins. It is lovely when, later, the ships, wreathed with flowers, to singing and music, are brought to the water.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Pages 99 - 100


At first, from several hundred yards away, we had thought them only inexplicable mounds in the sea, hills of flowers uncannily forced upward by the riot of growth, vines upon vines. Then we learned the tendrils had clasped and climbed, and covered the works of men. The odor of these enormous fields of growth, alive, rocking and swaying in the sea, with their ubiquitous, massive blossoms, yellow, and purple, which had struck me one night some weeks ago as so pervasive, striking, and unpleasant, was doubtless as physically present as ever, but, interestingly, one now scarcely noticed it, excepting with an effort of attention. The odor, in time, became a lulling odor, and, no longer noted, but invariably present, tended to produce a sense of lethargy.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 218


I noted, again, the perfume of the garden, so sweet, pervasive, and heavy. I wondered if it did not have its role to play in this strange place. I could see two other derelicts from where I stood, smothered in flowers. "The flowers are beautiful," I said.

"And perhaps deadly," said Cabot.

"A slow poison?" I said.

"Let us hope not," he said.
. . .

"The flowers?" I said.

"I think so," said Cabot.

"They are beautiful," I said.

"Yes," said Cabot. "They are beautiful." He then went to the rail, and lowered himself to the waiting ship's boat, and I followed him.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 224


And, of course, the dream goes far beyond this, for usually the dream is to be the single slave of a private master, to be the only slave in her master's household. For example, there is often much misery, much grief, even lamentation, in the pleasure garden of a rich man, who is assuredly a private master, where slaves may often constitute little more than another adornment, much as the colored grasses, the trimmed shrubberies, the beds of flowers, the exotic trees, the unusual fruits, to enhance the beauty of the garden.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 469


Many of the high Pani, I am told, are sensitive to beauty, to matters of artistry and grace, even in small things, such as the serving of tea, the arrangement of flowers.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 512


How fortunate we were, how privileged, how generous the master! Many free persons, doubtless, had never tasted a Turian liqueur, not to speak of that of Falnus.

"Enough, enough," said Kleomenes.

"Thank you, Master!" we breathed.

It was like a sweet burning drop of liquid fire, flavored with flower herbs and, detectably, tospit and larma.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 415


Many of these, men and beasts, were wearing wreaths and garlands. Pennons and streamers, too, were about, and flowers, seemingly anomalous in the terrain, for we knew not then of the illuminated gardens within the Cave.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 452


My master had taken much pleasure from his slave in the garden. Her feelings were unimportant, but how could she forget the grass, the smell of flowers, the wind in the leaves overhead, the strength of his arms, her helplessness, his hands, his touch, his lips, his caresses, his tongue, forcing her to endure a hundred intimacies, some anticipated, some unexpected, some imperious, some beautifully subtle.
. . .

That place, I gathered, quiet and secluded, with its soft grass and flowers, might be a private place, a very private place, one reserved for a master's different feasting.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 663


Many Goreans, I suppose, might seem callous, heartless, or cruel to many of Earth, but they commonly, as those of Earth often do not, love their world, love growing things, trees, grass, flowers, and the world itself, the day and night, the seasons, the wind and sky, the stars, the sound of water in brooks, and live animals, birds, and such. They care for their world and the living things within it. Perhaps this is foolish, but it is a common Gorean way. Who is to say which way is best? Or does it matter? But Goreans will kill for their way.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Pages 213 - 214


I was keenly aware of a gentle wind, the splash of rain, the feel of wet grass on one's feet, the scent of a flower, the texture of a piece of cloth, than I had ever been on my former world.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Page 232


They are taught to estimate the time of day by the position of Tor-tu-Gor, Light-Upon-the-Home-Stone, rather as they are taught to recognize fruits and blossoms, trees and flowers, and a thousand small things within their environment, things which children of my world seldom notice, and in which they are seldom interested.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Page 241


The forest floor is far from uniform. It has its thousand rises and falls, its heights and valleys, its fallen timbers and rotting wood, its scarred, blackened trunks and scorched, lightning-fired wastes, its scattered boulders, its bare places, its flowered meadows and blossoming thickets, its crags and cliffs, its rills, and streams and rivers, its rock-cupped ponds, its galleries of tall trees with quiet aisles of leaves between them, its jumbled barriers of nigh-impenetrable brush, its innumerable geodesics, and textures.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Pages 246 - 247


"It seems to have something to do with prestige or such. The status is putatively higher. One would expect such women to be treated with more esteem and deference than a common slave. One would not expect them to be collared, or publicly stripped, or such. Too, they are often highly trained, in music, singing, dancing, conversation, the serving of tea, the arranging of flowers, and such."
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Page 459


We continued on our way, occasionally crossing a rivulet of water on a small, railed wooden bridge between flowering shrubs and patches of bright flowers, some of which were terraced amongst steps of rocks.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 159


"Why can there not be grace and beauty in all things," he said, "the curve of a spoon, the touch of ink on silk, the arrangement of flowers, such things?"
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 170


"Beauty need not have use," he said. "It is its own justification, of course the scent of the flower, the marking of the petal."

"True," I said. "But nature has its contrivances. The color of the blossom, the marking of the petal, the scent of the flower attract tiny predators whose labors, unbeknownst to themselves, profit the very hosts whom they despoil."

"But the flower is still beautiful," he said.

"Of course," I said.

"But one must not overlook less contemplative beauties," he said.

"There are some beautiful things, even quite beautiful things, of which one might ask of what value would they be without use?"

"The female slave," I said.

"Certainly," he said. "Even barbarians understand that. Consider the women your coins fetch from the auction block. What is the value of that beauty if it is not put to use, if it is not enjoyed, ravished, owned, and mastered?"

"True," I said.

"What value would be that beauty without use?"

"What, indeed?" I said.

"Indeed," he said, "if such beauty were limited to mere contemplation, it would be less beautiful, even annoying, for it would issue in little but torment, and frustration."

"True," I said.

"In such respects it is quite unlike the sunset, and the flower," he said, "on which we are content to gaze with rapturous equanimity."

"Quite unlike," I said.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 171


"But slaves come in many colors," said Tajima, adding, "as do flowers."
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 198


I could smell the fragrance of flowers.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 206


As the lanterns were of diversely colored paper the room was aglow with a medley of illuminations, and yet the colors did not clash but each seemed to enhance the other. I was reminded of the architecture of the plantings, the sequences of flowers, in the garden outside with their music of aromatic notes.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 209


I sat in the shade, on a bench, near the small bridge which spanned the tiny brook wending its way amongst the rocks, the tiny terraces, the shrubberies, the flowers, and trees of the garden.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 219


I listened to the brook. I smelled the flowers in the garden.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 225


"Yes, noble one," said the gardener, startled. He was standing, pinching off the tips of new branches on the Blue Climber, a vinelike plant with large blue bracts amongst its common leaves, and small yellow flowers, clinging to the railing of the small bridge in the shogun's garden. This minor pruning stimulates new branching.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 245


Another path lay through flowers; it was this path, from the courtyard gate, which was being utilized by the recently emerged group, that now approaching the stands.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 261


"What is a Home Stone?" inquired Haruki.

"It is the meaning, the difference," I said , "that for which men will kill, that for which men will die."

"It is very important?" said Haruki.

"Very much so," I said.

"It is hard to understand," said Haruki.

"It is less to be defined than cherished," I said.

"It is as the garden?" said Haruki.

"Yes," I said "and as Thassa, as fields of Sa-Tarna, as the crags of the Voltai, the skerries of bleak Torvaldsland, the steaming flower-strewn basin of the Ua beyond Schendi, the gleaming stars of the sky."
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 376


"It is I who am honored, gardener san," said the magician. "Flowers are beautiful and those who love and tend them are themselves of most noble mien."
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 460


Lord Yamada, for example, who was apparently sensitive to the delicacy and hue of flowers, and the melodies of their arrangement could strangle sons, behead enemies, burn and crucify dissidents, and tranquilly administer the test of twelve arrows.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 481


"Let us repair to the garden," suggested Nodachi.

"Why?" asked Lord Yamada.

"I think it would be a good place to die, amidst the flowers and trees," said Nodachi.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 568


"Let us consider matters, here, on the raked sand," said Lord Yamada, "that we may not risk trampling flowers."
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 577


The bridge, entwined with the blue climbers, arched in a lovely manner, for a length of some thirty-five or forty feet over a narrow, decorative pond, on the surface of which bloomed white and yellow water flowers, rising from flat, green pads; below, in the pond, which was shallow, one could see the slow movements of colorful fish.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 584


Blades of glaives thrust up at us, striking wood, splintering railings, tangling in the vinous blue climbers. Men slipped and fell in the pond, in the muddy water, amidst the disturbed white and yellow flowers.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Pages 586 - 587


All wore chaplets of flowers, both men and women, which is not uncommon, I learned, in many Gorean cities and towns on festive occasions, holidays, celebrations, companionings, parties, and such.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 158


"Dark games are afoot," he said.

"Withdraw from them," I said.

"What is life without its games?" he said.

"Surely these games are not yours," I said.

"I choose my games," he said.

"And you find zest in this, excitement?" I said.

"Surely," he said. "What games can compare to those of blood and steel?"

"Those of flowers, and love," I said.

"They are often intertwined," he said.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 323


"Did you not think it strange that a display slave should be loose in the streets of Ar, not on a chain following a borne palanquin, not reclining on flower petals or luxurious furs, on the steps before a curule chair, not shut within a pleasure garden?"
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 338


"Join with us," said Decius Albus, "and you may swill the ka-la-na of Naxos with the same abandon as vat paga."

"That," said Kurik, "would be desecration, like uprooting flowers."
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Pages 445 - 446


"Welcome, noble friends," called out Decius Albus, hurrying forward, under the shading latticework through which the afternoon sun stroked the laden tables with a melody of light and shade. Certain streets in Ar, in certain districts, are similarly sheltered from the sun, though with vines clinging to the latticework, and then, usually, here and there are stands of fruits and vegetables lining the walls. I was familiar with one such street, the Street of Dinas, near the theater of Elbar, for I had shopped there. Frequently assignations take place in such streets, which, in their way constitute lovely, extended bowers, half lit even in the noonday sun. Some, such as the Street of Dinas, are fragrant with flowers.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 525


"But," he said, "if I could achieve a master stroke, if I could ignite a blaze of glory visible across the seas, even to the towers of Cos, I could no longer be ignored. I would be summoned to Cos. They would send a hundred-oared ship for me, decked with flowers, to bring me to the harbor of Jad. Lurius himself, with a retinue of a thousand, would greet me at the dock."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 147


"There will be a parade," said the bystander. "There will be banners and streamers on the houses, perfume in the air, flowers cast by free maidens in the streets."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 385


"See the ribbons and streamers from the windows," said Sakim, "the flowers, the observers lining the roofs."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 388


"You missed the free maidens casting flowers," said Clitus.

"There will be more toward the end," said Thurnock.
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 389


"Here, friend Sakim," said Clitus, "are more free maidens, joyously dancing in flowing garments, casting flowers, mostly dinas, talenders, and veminium, before the wheels of the final float. Do not miss these."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 392





 


Flower - Blue Climber
To The Top


"Your name is Haruki," I said.

"Yes, noble one," said the gardener, startled. He was standing, pinching off the tips of new branches on the Blue Climber, a vinelike plant with large blue bracts amongst its common leaves, and small yellow flowers, clinging to the railing of the small bridge in the shogun's garden. This minor pruning stimulates new branching.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 245


Did I not, through the Builder's glass, see one of your number adjust the vines of the blue climber on the railings of the garden bridge?
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 468


He had then knelt her down on the small bridge, that whose railings were entwined with the vines of the blue climber.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 577


The bridge, entwined with the blue climbers, arched in a lovely manner, for a length of some thirty-five or forty feet over a narrow, decorative pond, on the surface of which bloomed white and yellow water flowers, rising from flat, green pads; below, in the pond, which was shallow, one could see the slow movements of colorful fish.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 584


Blades of glaives thrust up at us, striking wood, splintering railings, tangling in the vinous blue climbers.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 586


"Let us inspect the state of the blue climbers," said the shogun.

"They are doing nicely," said Haruki.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 614





 


Flower - Brush
To The Top


Her gleanings of fuel from the grasslands near the camp, primarily cord and flower brush, had been supplemented with some of the wood carried in the wagon.
Prize of Gor     Book 27     Page 651





 


Flower - Dina
To The Top


I had seen the design at the tip of the iron. It was a small flower, stylized; it was circular, about an inch and a half in diameter; it was not unlike a small rose; it was incredibly lovely and delicate.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 52


my own brand was the "dina"; the dina is a small, lovely, multiply petaled flower, short-stemmed, and blooming in a turf of green leaves, usually on the slopes of hills, in the northern temperate zones of Gor; in its budding, though in few other ways, it resembles a rose; it is an exotic, alien flower; it is also spoken of, in the north, where it grows most frequency, as the slave flower, it was burned into my flesh; in the south, below the Gorean equator, where the flower is much more rare, it is prized more highly; some years ago, it was not even uncommon for lower-caste families in the south to give the name 'Dina' to their daughters; that practice has now largely vanished, with the opening and expansion of greater trade, and cultural exchange, between such cities as Ko-ro-ba and Ar, and the giant of the southern hemisphere, Turia. In the fall of the city of Turia, some years ago, thousands of its citizens had fled, many of them merchants or of merchant families; with the preservation of the city, and the restoration of the Ubarate of Phanias Turmus, many of these families returned; new contacts had been made, new products discovered; even of those Turians who did not return to their native city, many of them, remaining in their new homes, became agents for the distribution of Turian goods, and for the leathers and goods of the Wagon Peoples, channeled through Turia. That in the north the lovely dina was spoken of as the "slave flower" did not escape the notice of the expatriated Turians; in time, in spite of the fact that "Dina" is a lovely name, and the dina a delicate, beautiful flower, it would no longer be used in the southern hemisphere, no more than in the northern, as a name for free women; those free women who bore the name commonly had it changed by law, removed from the lists of their cities and replaced by something less degrading and more suitable. Dina, in the north, for many years, had been used almost entirely as a slave name. The reason, in the north, that the dina is called the slave flower has been lost in antiquity. One story is that an ancient Ubar of Ar, capturing the daughter of a fleeing, defeated enemy in a field of dinas there enslaved her, stripping her by the sword, ravishing her and putting chains upon her. As he chained her collar to his stirrup, he is said to have looked about the field, and then named her "Dina." But perhaps the dina is spoken of as one slave flower merely because, in the north, it is, though delicate and beautiful, a reasonably common, unimportant flower; it is also easily plucked, being defenseless, and can be easily crushed, overwhelmed and, if one wishes, discarded.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Pages 61 - 62


I wore, incised in my thigh, resembling a small, beautiful rose, the dina, the slave flower.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 70


On my thigh I wore one of the most beautiful brands, the dina, the slave flower.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 79


"Dina," said the girl with the bruise to me. She had called me that because of my brand, the Dina, or Slave Flower.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 126


"What is your brand?" he asked.

"The Slave Flower, the Dina? I cried.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 179


Her brand is the Dina, the slave flower.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 284


"She wears the Dina," said the auctioneer, indicating to the crowd my brand, the slave flower.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 286


"I have heard Dinas are good," he said.

"We are fabulous, Master!" I laughed. "We are Slave Flowers."
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 357


Indeed, there is even a brand called the "Dina," which resembles the Dina, or slave flower, a tiny, roselike flower. Girls who bear this brand are often called Dinas, and often, too, have that name.
Dancer of Gor     Book 22     Page 289


"Your nipples," he said, "are swollen. Your skin is like a field of scarlet dinas."
Dancer of Gor     Book 22     Page 351


The dina is a small, roselike flower. It is popularly called the "slave flower." The dina brand, or slave-flower brand, is a common one on Gor.
Renegades of Gor     Book 23     Page 436


The most common types are the staff and fronds, and the Dina, resembling a small and common flower of that world.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Pages 50 - 51


She wore the tiny Dina brand, "the slave flower." The Dina is a familiar slave brand, but not nearly as common as the cursive Kef. The girls who wear that brand are often called "Dina," doubtless from the mark.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 57


There were trees, and grass, in the small courtyard, and flowers, mostly talenders, and dinas, some veminium. A tiled walk wound its way through the vegetation. Flowering shrubbery was about. Here and there, there were small, concealed nooks in the garden. In one corner, there was a small reservoir, with a slatted wooden lid.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 645


My master swirled the tiny ruby lake enclosed within its crystal shores, observed it, and then took its scent, as though it might have been a tiny bouquet of dinas. He then barely touched it to his lips.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 445


"Welcome, noble friends," called out Decius Albus, hurrying forward, under the shading latticework through which the afternoon sun stroked the laden tables with a melody of light and shade. Certain streets in Ar, in certain districts, are similarly sheltered from the sun, though with vines clinging to the latticework, and then, usually, here and there are stands of fruits and vegetables lining the walls. I was familiar with one such street, the Street of Dinas, near the theater of Elbar, for I had shopped there. Frequently assignations take place in such streets, which, in their way constitute lovely, extended bowers, half lit even in the noonday sun. Some, such as the Street of Dinas, are fragrant with flowers.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 525


"Here, friend Sakim," said Clitus, "are more free maidens, joyously dancing in flowing garments, casting flowers, mostly dinas, talenders, and veminium, before the wheels of the final float. Do not miss these."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 392





 


Flower - Exotic
To The Top


Besides the designs there were also, growing from planting areas recessed here and there in the marble walkway, broad-leafed, curling plants; vines; ferns; numerous exotic flowers; it was rather beautiful, but in an oppressive way, and the room had been heated to such an extent that it seemed almost steamy; I gathered the temperature and humidity in the room were desirable for the plantings, or were supposed to simulate the climate of the tropical area represented.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 203





 


Flower - Flaminium
To The Top


There was a shallow bowl of flowers, scarlet, large-budded, five-petaled flaminiums, on the small, low table between us.

He reached out with his large hand and took one of the flowers.

He held it in the palm of his hand. His hand began to close.

"If you were this flower," asked Marlenus, "and you could speak, what would you do?"

"I suppose," I said, "if I were such a flower, I would beg for mercy."

"Yes," said Marlenus.

"Verna," I said, "is strong willed. She is extremely proud, extremely intelligent."

"Excellent," said Marlenus.

His hand closed more on the flower.

"Such women," said Marlenus, "once conquered, make the most abject and superb slaves."
. . .

He dropped the flower back into the shallow bowl, among other, unthreatened, buds.
Hunters of Gor     Book 8     Pages 154 - 155


I slipped from the tent. I looked back once. I saw, to one side, a bowl of scarlet, five-petaled flaminiums.
Hunters of Gor     Book 8     Page 169





 


Flower - Golden Cup
To The Top


"I think it will rain today," I said.

"No, noble one," he said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"The petals of the golden cup are open," he said, "the zar swarm is not aflight, the lavender leaves of the scent tree do not curl."
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 220





 


Flower - Larma
To The Top


I looked upwards, and about the room. The multicolored ribbons were festive; the lamps were lovely; and the flowers, abundant and colorful, mostly larma blossoms, Veminia and Teriotrope, were beautiful and fragrant. Lola had done well.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 240





 


Flower - Lirillium
To The Top


This garland was woven of shrub flowers, a white Lirillium, and was in width some seven or eight inches.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Page 375


About the slave's head was the wreath of blossoms, this of white Lirillium.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Page 379





 


Flower - Rence
To The Top


I cut again, dropping the tufted, flowered head of the rence stem into the water, and then I tossed the stem onto the raft of rence, with the piles of others.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 27


I cut another rence stem, cut away the tufted, flowered head, and threw the stem onto the raft.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 28


The rence knife flashed through a stem and then I cut the tufted, flowered head, it falling in the water, and threw the stem on the rence craft, with the numerous others.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 30


On my head my Mistress, Telima, had placed a woven garland of rence flowers.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 40


Then, about the eighth Gorean hour, Telima had ordered me to the pole, where she bound me and placed on my head the garland of rence flowers.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 41


I stood numb at the pole, while Telima unbound me. "Do not remove the garland of rence flowers," said she.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 43


Then, throwing away the garland of rence flowers I had worn, she replaced it with a fresh garland.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 44


We had come now to the hull of the fourth barge, and we had come to her as silently as a rence flower might have drifted to her side.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 74





 


Flower - Shrub
To The Top


This garland was woven of shrub flowers, a white Lirillium, and was in width some seven or eight inches.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Page 375


We continued on our way, occasionally crossing a rivulet of water on a small, railed wooden bridge between flowering shrubs and patches of bright flowers, some of which were terraced amongst steps of rocks.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 159





 


Flower - Talender
To The Top


In the distance, perhaps some forty pasangs away, I saw a set of ridges, lofty and steep, rearing out of a broad, yellow meadow of talenders, a delicate, yellow-petaled flower, often woven into garlands by Gorean maidens. In their own quarters, unveiled Gorean women, with their family or lovers, might fix talenders in their hair. A crown of talenders was often worn by the girl at the feast celebrating her Free Companionship.
Outlaw of Gor     Book 2     Pages 131 - 132


While I fed on the tarn's gift, the Tatrix stood near the edge of the rocky shelf, gazing out on the meadow of talenders. They were beautiful, and their delicate fragrance was wafted even to the harsh ledge. She held her robes about her and watched the flowers, like a yellow sea, roll and tipple in the wind. I thought she seemed a lonely figure, rather forlorn and sad.

"Talenders," she said to herself.

I was squatting beside the meat, my mouth chewing, filled with raw flesh. "What does a woman of Tharna know of talenders?" I taunted her.
Outlaw of Gor     Book 2     Page 139


In those days it had been a portion of the Rites of Submission, as practiced in Tharna, to strip and bind the captive with yellow cords and place her on a scarlet rug, the yellow of the cord being symbolic of talenders, a flower often associated with feminine love and beauty, the scarlet of the rug being symbolic of blood, and perhaps of passion.
Outlaw of Gor     Book 2     Pages 204 - 205


"I was once," continued Saphrar, "a perfumer of Tyros - but I one day left the shop it seems inadvertently with some pounds of the nectar of talenders concealed beneath my tunic in a bladder and for that my ear was notched and I was exiled from the city.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 196


Harold left the walk and stepped carefully to avoid trampling a patch of talenders, a delicate yellow flower, often associated in the Gorean mind with love and beauty.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Pages 218 - 219


I saw that Thurnock had had her put a flower in her hair, a talender.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 112


The talender is a flower which, in the Gorean mind, is associated with beauty and passion. Free Companions, on the Feast of their Free Companionship, commonly wear a garland of talenders. Sometimes slave girls, having been subdued, but fearing to speak, will fix talenders in their hair, that their master may know that they have at last surrendered themselves to him as helpless love slaves. To put talenders in the neck ropes of the girl at the prow, of course, was only mockery, indicative of her probable disposition as pleasure slave.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Pages 216 - 217


A small yellow flower grew near me. I looked at it puzzled. I had never seen such a flower before.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 35


"And the flowers," said the girl, "are talenders. They are a beautiful flower. They are often associated with love."

"They are very pretty," I said.

"Some free women do not approve of slaves being permitted to wear talenders," she said, "or being permitted to have representations of them, like these, on their frocks. Yet slaves do often wear them, the masters permitting it, and they are not an uncommon motif, the masters seeing to it, on their garments."

"Why do free women object?" I asked.

"They feel that a slave, who must love whomever she is commanded to love, can know nothing of love."
Kajira of Gor     Book 19     Page 48


There were trees, and grass, in the small courtyard, and flowers, mostly talenders, and dinas, some veminium. A tiled walk wound its way through the vegetation. Flowering shrubbery was about. Here and there, there were small, concealed nooks in the garden. In one corner, there was a small reservoir, with a slatted wooden lid.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 645


"Here, friend Sakim," said Clitus, "are more free maidens, joyously dancing in flowing garments, casting flowers, mostly dinas, talenders, and veminium, before the wheels of the final float. Do not miss these."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 392





 


Flower - Teriotrope
To The Top


I looked upwards, and about the room. The multicolored ribbons were festive; the lamps were lovely; and the flowers, abundant and colorful, mostly larma blossoms, Veminia and Teriotrope, were beautiful and fragrant. Lola had done well.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 240





 


Flower - Tor
To The Top


"I, too, think it is a tor shrub," I said. The shrub has various names but one of them is the tor shrub, which name might be fairly translated, I would think, as, say, the bright shrub, or the shrub of light, it having that name, I suppose, because of its abundant, bright flowers, either yellow or white, depending on the variety. It is a very lovely shrub in bloom. It was not in bloom now, of course, as it flowers in the fall.
Vagabonds of Gor     Book 24     Page 339





 


Flower - Tree
To The Top


About a hundred and fifty yards away, over several small roofs and domes, all within the vast compound that was the House of Saphrar of Turia, I saw the high walls of what was undoubtedly a Pleasure Garden. I could see, here and there, on the inside, the tops of graceful flower trees.
. . .

I now saw him leap to the wall and, scarcely looking about, run along and then leap to the swaying trunk of one of the flower trees and descend swiftly to the darkness of the gardens.
. . .

I had no difficulty finding Harold. Indeed, coming down the segmented trunk of the flower tree, I almost landed on top of him. He was sitting with his back to the tree, puffing, resting.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Pages 215 - 216


And so we sat with our backs against the flower tree in the House of Saphrar, merchant of Turia. I looked at the lovely, dangling loops of interwoven blossoms which hung from the curved branches of the tree. I knew that the clusters of flowers which, cluster upon cluster, graced those linear, hanging stems, would each be a bouquet in itself, for the trees are so bred that the clustered flowers emerge in subtle, delicate patterns of shades and hues. Besides several of the flower trees there were also some Ka-la-na trees, or the yellow wine trees of Gor; there was one large-trunked, reddish Tur tree,
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 217


In a short while Harold, carrying the struggling Hereena, retraced our steps to the central hall and descended the steps of the porch and returned by means of the curving walks between the shrubs and pools to the flower tree by means of which we had originally entered the Pleasure Gardens of Saphrar of Turia.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 223


Making our way up the flower tree with Hereena, who fought like a young she-larl, was not easy. I went part way up the tree and was handed the girl, and then Harold would go up above me and I would hoist her up a way to him, and then I would pass him, and so on. Occasionally, to my irritation, we became entangled in the trailing, looped stems of the tree, each with its richness of clustered flowers, whose beauty I was no longer in a mood to appreciate. At last we got Hereena to the top of tree.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 224


The mindar is adapted for short, rapid flights, almost spurts, its wings beating in sudden flurries, hurrying it from branch to branch, for camouflage in flower trees, and for drilling the bark of such trees for larvae and grubs.
Explorers of Gor     Book 13     Page 282


Strangers will reprimand us, and even strike us, if we do not hold ourselves well. In a sense, I suppose, we are part of the beauties of the city, an aspect of its scenic delights, part of the attractions of the area, as might be her flower trees and brightly plumaged birds.
. . .

And suppose that we were not that rare. Think of the flower trees, the brightly plumaged birds!
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 403





 


Flower - Tundra
To The Top


The tundra at this time of year belies its reputation for bleakness. In many places it bursts into bloom with small flowers. Almost all of the plants of this nature are perennials, as the growing season is too short to permit most annuals to complete their growing cycle. In the winter buds of many of these plants lie dormant in a fluffy sheath which protects them from cold. Some two hundred and forty different types of plants grow in the Gorean arctic within five hundred pasangs of the pole. None of these, interestingly, is poisonous, and none possesses thorns. During the summer plants and flowers will grow almost anywhere in the arctic except on or near the glacial ice.
Beasts of Gor     Book 12     Page 196





 


Flower - Veminium
To The Top


The atmosphere of the pool was further charged with the fragrance of Veminium, a kind of bluish wild flower commonly found on the lower slopes of the Thentis range; the walls, the columns, even the bottom of the pool, were decorated with representations of Veminium, and many of the plants themselves were found in the chamber.
Assassin of Gor     Book 5     Pages 163 - 164


I smelled Veminium oil.

The petals of Veminium, the "Desert Veminium," purplish, as opposed to the "Thentis Veminium," bluish, which flower grows at the edge of the Tahari, gathered in shallow baskets and carried to a still, are boiled in water. The vapor which boils off is condensed into oil. This oil is used to perfume water. This water is not drunk but is used in middle and upper-class homes to rinse the eating hand, before and after the evening meal.
Tribesmen of Gor     Book 10     Pages 50 - 51


"What about 'Veminia'?" I asked. The Veminium is a small, lovely Gorean flower, softly petaled and blue.

"That is a slave name," she said. "That is what I was called in the house of Oneander of Ar."
Rogue of Gor     Book 15     Page 91


I looked upwards, and about the room. The multicolored ribbons were festive; the lamps were lovely; and the flowers, abundant and colorful, mostly larma blossoms, Veminia and Teriotrope, were beautiful and fragrant. Lola had done well.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 240


"It was more likely two Ahn," I said. There was little active fire now. Stalks of Veminium broken beside the road had now dried.
Mercenaries of Gor     Book 21     Page 94


"Come to the Veminium!" said the second. The veminium is a delicate, five-petaled blue flower common in both the northern and southern hemispheres of Gor. "We are not so expensive!" The use of the veminium, as a name for the tavern, given the widely spread range of the flower was perhaps supposed to suggest affordable beauty. The second and the third girls were the ones who were bare-breasted.
Renegades of Gor     Book 23     Page 436


"It is a lovely day," he said. "Might I be privileged to accompany you? In the lower gardens the veminia are in bloom."

"Of course," she said.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 353


There were trees, and grass, in the small courtyard, and flowers, mostly talenders, and dinas, some veminium. A tiled walk wound its way through the vegetation. Flowering shrubbery was about. Here and there, there were small, concealed nooks in the garden. In one corner, there was a small reservoir, with a slatted wooden lid.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 645


"Here, friend Sakim," said Clitus, "are more free maidens, joyously dancing in flowing garments, casting flowers, mostly dinas, talenders, and veminium, before the wheels of the final float. Do not miss these."
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 392





 


Flower - Water
To The Top


"Your name is Haruki," I said.

"Yes, noble one," said the gardener, startled. He was standing, pinching off the tips of new branches on the Blue Climber, a vinelike plant with large blue bracts amongst its common leaves, and small yellow flowers, clinging to the railing of the small bridge in the shogun's garden. This minor pruning stimulates new branching.
Rebels of Gor     Book 33     Page 245


The bridge, entwined with the blue climbers, arched in a lovely manner, for a length of some thirty-five or forty feet over a narrow, decorative pond, on the surface of which bloomed white and yellow water flowers, rising from flat, green pads; below, in the pond, which was shallow, one could see the slow movements of colorful fish.
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