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64 THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 
Humble Plant. Despondency. 
Welcome, slumber, to mine eyes. 
Tired with glaring vanities.— Doddridge. 
Hundred-leaved Rose . Dignity of mind. 
If solid happiness we prize. 
Within our breast this jewel lies.— Cottofi. 
Hyacinth. Sport. Game. Play. 
The sports of children satisfy the child. —Goldsmith. 
Hyacinth, White . Unobtrusive Lovelitiess. 
The maid was on the eve of womanhood.— Byron. 
Hydrangea. A boaster. 
How vain was their boasting.— Moore. 
Heartlessness. 
Cleanliness. 
Hyssop . 
The unpolluted gale which sweeps the glades. 
Bloomfield. 
