Yet More Pictures

Yet, surely, when the level ray
   Of some mild eve's descending sun
Lights on the village pastor, grey
   In years ere ours had well begun--

As there--in simplest vestment clad,
   He speaks beneath the churchyard tree
In solemn tones,--but yet not sad,--
   Of what Man is--what Man shall be!

And clustering round the grave, half hid
   By that same quiet churchyard yew,
The rustic mourners bend, to bid
   The dust they loved a last adieu

--That ray, methinks, that rests so sheen
Upon each briar-bound hillock green,
So calm, so tranquil, so serene,
Gives to the eye a fairer scene,--
Speaks to the heart with holier breath
Than all this pageantry of Death.--

Helleborus orientalis

Geranium maderense 'Alba', about as big as a geranium can get.

In contrast, the leaves of Geranium renardii. 

Mahonia lomariifolia