Sculpture Hoya. 
When thoo, fair climber, with thy tendrils fine, 
Kmbracest column, frieze, or architrave. 
And spread’st o’er all thy blossoms delicate. 
So like are they to statuary work, 
That it appears “ with bossy sculpture graven.” 
Seereay. Maiden Hair 
The botanist hath sought in vain 
Thy germinating parts to find. 
The secret only to the wind 
Thou tell’st, and over hill and plain 
He bears thy seed, to multiply 
Thy silken tressed progeny. 
Sensuality, Spanish Jasmii 
Out thy voluptous fragrance thou dost pour. 
Until the sickening sense can bear no more 
Separation, Trumpet Flower. 
The ash-leaved Trumpet flower, whose gay corollas 
Drop off, and leave the pistil unprotected ; 
So lightly separate from those once loved. 
The fickle hearts that know not true affection. 
Severity, B; anch of Thom 
Thorns in the flesh we all must bear. 
Life’s trials are severe ; 
If here the crown of thorns we wear. 
It is to humble and prepare 
Us for another sphere. 
