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POETICAL LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 
copied the image from my heart, where it had been so 
long engraven, and transferred it there.” Love gazed 
upon her in mute amazement, and whilst he looked, 
her face beamed with a brightness which belonged to 
heaven—not a shadow of death passed over it; for 
she had gazed into a fountain in which the face of 
Jove had many a time been mirrored, and after the 
death of Leda, whom he had long secreted in that hid¬ 
den grotto, he vowed by his divinity, that whatever 
countenance was next reflected in that fountain, should 
become immortal, nor ever know death. Nor was it 
until an after-day that Venus discovered this secret, 
when she found that Psyche overcame every difficulty, 
and lived on in spite of all she suffered; for never had 
the Goddess of Beauty dreaded a rival among the Im¬ 
mortals, until she beheld the lovely countenance of 
Psyche. Her labors and her sufferings are found in 
many an old legend ; her patience and her tears were 
known only to Love ; and it was during her rambles 
through the world, while she was driven from the as¬ 
sembly of the gods, that she wandered many a weary 
mile hand-in-hand with Love, when he set out to learn 
the long-lost Language of the Flowers. 
And ever after, in commemoration of their love, the 
