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LANGUAGE OP FLOWERS. 
Goddess of Love ! it is to thee 
All earthly happiness we owe, 
All bliss that mortals here can see, 
Who at the shrine of beauty bow. 
Thou askest but a woman’s vow,— 
That we shall love until life ends : 
Upon our lips we swear it now— 
And by each kiss that here descends, 
May Hate seize him who but pretends. 
