Vivacity, 
Little soil thy roots require. 
Frost without, beneath thee fire; 
On the tiles thy leaves are seen. 
Oh, vivacious evergreen! 
Volubility, Abecedary. 
Speech is silvern, silence golden. 
So the sage hath taught; 
Those are idle words that be not 
Blossoms born of thought. 
Voluptuousness. Tuberose. 
As streams of melting music that dissolve 
The soul; as vows by passionate lovers breathed 
As female beauty to the sight unveiled 
In 8ll its glowing fulness of perfection: 
So to the sense thy scent voluptuous 
Comes with a power o t dreamy fascination. 
Voraciousness, Lupin. 
From Lupus came Lupinus, hence thy name. 
Long, for thy warlike nature, known to fame; 
Thou suckest nourishment from out the soil. 
And mak’st the share of other plants thy spoil. 
Vulgarity, African Marigold. 
Gaily drest art thou, and so 
Vulgar minds love outward show: 
But their manners, like thy scent. 
Want the charm intelligent. 
