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Honey Flower. Love sweet and secret. 
My love is like the red, red rose.— Burns. 
Honeysuckle ... Generous and devoted affcctmi. 
Gladness brimming over gladness ; 
Joy in care, delight in sadness.— W. C. Bennett. 
Honeysuckle, Coral. The colour of my fate. 
Journeys end in lovers’ meetings.— Shakespeare. 
Honeysuckle, French . Rustic beauty. 
The queen of curds and cream.— Shakespeare. 
Hop . .. Injustice. 
To fawn, to crouch, to wait, to ride, to run. 
To spend, to give, to wait, to be undone.— Spenser. 
Hornbeam. Ornament. 
The world is still deceived by ornament.— Shakespeare. 
Horse Chestnut . Ltixury. 
O Luxury ! thou curst by Heaven’s decree.— Goldsmith. 
Hortensia . You are cold. 
That repose 
That marks the caste of Vere de Vere. — Tennyson. 
Houseleek . Vivacity. Domestic industry. 
And Lucy at her wheel shall spin.— Rogers. 
Houstonia . Content. 
Our portion is not large, indeed. 
But, then, how little do we need.— Cotton. 
Hova . Sculpture. 
The pregnant quarry teemed tvith human form. 
Goldsmith. 
