THE LANG [/AGE OF FLOWERS. 
Willow-Herb . Pretension. 
The cit hunts a plum, while the soldier hunts fame, 
The poet a dinner, the patriot a name.— G. Whitehead. 
Willow, French . Bravery and humanity. 
’Tis a glorious lion, in battle so let it. 
But, duty appeased, 'tis the heart of a lamb.—C. Dibdin. 
Winter Cherry . Deception. 
He is the freeman whom the truth makes free. 
And all are slaves beside. — Cowper. 
Witch Hazel . A spell. 
Thou hast with thy soft murmur 
Murmured my senses away. — Muller. 
Woodbine . ... Fratertial love. 
If thou sorrow, he will weep ; 
If thou wake, he cannot sleep.— R. Barnfield. 
Wood Sorrel . Maternal tenderness. 
With blessings beyond hope or thought. 
With blessings which no words can find. — Tennyson. 
Wormwood . Absence. 
What shall I do with all the days and hours. 
That must be counted e’er I see thy face ? — Mrs. Butler. 
