THE LANGUAGE OF FLO WEES. 
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Tulip, Variegated. Bemitiful eyes. 
Her eye in silence hath a speech, 
Which eye best understands.— South-well. 
Tulip, Yellow. Hopeless love. 
She was the rainbow to thy sight! 
Thy sun—thy heaven of lost delight! 
d'urnip ••• ».. ••• .*• ... ••• CJzctt ity. 
Say to thy heart, rememb’ring Him who said ; 
"These people come from far, and want for bread.”— 
Langhorne. 
Tussilage, Sweet-scented, yustice shall be done you. 
I go to life, and not to death, 
'Trust thou in God above.— Chatterton. 
