THE OMENTAL LANGUAGE, ANL 
Warmth, 
of Temper, 
Peppermint. 
Good Sir! so, so! 
You are all in a glow! 
At a word, or a hint. 
Hot as Peppermint. 
Weakness, 
Moschatell. 
“ All wickedness is weakness,” so the bard 
Of paradise hath tauubt; Adoxa thou 
Art weak, ignoble, therefore art thou deemed 
Of wickedness an emblem meet. 
Achilloe Milifolium, the name 
Of one who counted war a glorious game. 
Was unto thee applied in ancient time ; 
And hence we liken thee 
To war, th* epitome 
Of human folly, misery, and crime. 
Widowhood, Sweet Sultan. 
The Fleur de Venns with sable leaf. 
That ever seems immersed in grief. 
And sighing out “ I’ve lost my all,”— 
Of widowhood symbolical. 
Winter of Age, Guelder Rose. 
Like the thin locks upon the brow of age, 
Wau-hued and chilly are thy blossoms. 
Dead as the young desires in frozen bosoms, 
Which thoughts ot love shall never more engage. 
War, 
Milfoil, or Yarrow. 
