This
page is for those who want the instruction to fold a five-sepals standard origami calyx. This is a five-sepals version of standard origami calyx that you need when you put a stem to your rose. It is a little difficult to fold if you compare this with the four-sepals version. But it is still fairly easy to make it.
If you are ready, then let's get started.
If you find any bugs on this instruction, please send an email to .
You may use any kind of paper to fold the
origami star (*it is easier if the front and the back side of the paper are
slightly different whether it be in texture or color).
Make sure the paper
that you use is a square(all sides are equal and all the angles
equal 90 degrees).
00A.
The paper size of the base should be 1/4 of the rose paper.
00B.
However, if your rose is any of "Easy Origami Rose", then your paper for the calyx should be 3/4 of height and width of the paper of your rose.
00C.
what the front side of the paper we will be using in these instructions looks like
00D.
what the back side of the paper we will be using in these instructions looks like
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
'Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be,
And hath been still, upon the lovely earth,
A chaos of deep passion, from his birth.
But should it be- that dream eternally
Continuing- as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood- should it thus be given,
'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.
For I have revell'd, when the sun was bright
I' the summer sky, in dreams of living light
And loveliness,- have left my very heart
In climes of my imagining, apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought- what more could I have seen?
'Twas once- and only once- and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass- some power
Or spell had bound me- 'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night, and left behind
Its image on my spirit- or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly- or the stars- howe'er it was
That dream was as that night-wind- let it pass.
I have been happy, tho' in a dream.
I have been happy- and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life,
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality, which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love- and all our own!
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.