Just when we were admiring a luscious colony of golden kingcup in a roadside hollow a solitary heron went by, slowly flapping its wings.    From Wordnik.com.  [Travel news, travel guides and reviews | guardian.co.uk] Reference

"May flowers" were put at the doors of houses and cattle-sheds, and these were not hawthorn blossoms, but the flowers of the kingcup, or marsh marigold.    From Wordnik.com.  [Miscellanea] Reference

By kingcup and daffodilly.    From Wordnik.com.  [Poems by Jean Ingelow, In Two Volumes, Volume I.] Reference

"What but a kingcup?" said Martin.    From Wordnik.com.  [Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard] Reference

The kingcup swings his golden bell.    From Wordnik.com.  [Songs of Childhood] Reference

Is the kingcup crowned in the meadow?.    From Wordnik.com.  [The World's Best Poetry, Volume 3 Sorrow and Consolation] Reference

Than daisie, marygold, or kingcup rare.    From Wordnik.com.  [Character Sketches of Romance, Fiction and the Drama, Vol. 1 A Revised American Edition of the Reader's Handbook] Reference

Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge.    From Wordnik.com.  [Silent Noon] Reference

Within the kingcup if thy limbs are spread.    From Wordnik.com.  [The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Volume 2] Reference

And slender kingcup, burnished with the dew.    From Wordnik.com.  [Poems Chiefly from Manuscript] Reference

Through buttercup and kingcup bright as brass.    From Wordnik.com.  [Last Poems] Reference

Lo, here the kingcup of a golden hue.    From Wordnik.com.  [The works of the English poets; with prefaces, biographical and critical] Reference

Yes! the same golden peace that lies like a charm across every page of his greatest poem lay across that sun-steeped, fertile plain, with its walls of cypress trees, its lines of poplars, its delicate, tapestry-like designs of almond trees in blossom, on a sombre background of formal olive orchards, its green meadows, lit up with singing water-courses, or gleaming irrigation canals, starred here and there with the awakening kingcup, or sweet with the returning violet -- here and there a farmhouse ( "mas," as they call them in Provence) snugly sheltered from the mistral by their screens of foliage -- and far aloft in the distance, floating like a silver dream, the snow-white shoulder of.    From Wordnik.com.  [Vanishing Roads and Other Essays] Reference