202 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 
Young Hope, who was listening, caught the sound. 
All beaming with light, as she flew to Love — 
Oh! round my wings, be your billet-doux bound. 
And I’ll be your carrier-dove! ” 
’Twas done — Hope went — (she knows the way 
By heart, for she’s travelled it oft ere now) — 
Ah ! send her back to me, sweet, I pray, 
With the same unclouded brow! 
She will furl, at your feet, her weary wing, 
And oh! if the billet she bears be fled, [string— 
Think that Fear must have followed and loosened the 
And just guess all that Love would have said. 
F. s. OSGOOD. 
Jasmine, White.— Jasmine officinale. — Amiability. 
Still o’er my life preserve thy mild control. 
Correct my view, and elevate my soul. — Rogers. 
Jasmine, Yellow. — J. odoratissimum. — Grace and ele- 
gance. 
Graceful to sight, and elegant to thought. — Young. 
Jonquil. — Narcissus Jonquilla. — I desire a return of 
atfection. 
Dissolve me into ecstacies, 
And bring all heaven before mine eyes. — Milton . 
