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LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS. 
of its cold beauty: it is the image of a coquet, 
who, destitute of the qualities of the mind, 
and heart, strives to please solely by the arts 
of dress. 
You are my Divinity , American Cowslip. The 
elegant and single stalk of this plant rises 
from the centre of tuft of broad leaves that 
lie flat on the ground. In April, it is crowned 
with twelve pretty pink flowers reversed. 
Linneus has given to it the name of Dodeca- 
theon, which signifies twelve divinities. It 
is, perhaps, rather a pompous name for so 
modest a flower: but on that point botanists, 
and especially lovers, are not very parti¬ 
cular. 
You are perfect, Pineapple. The Pineapple, 
surrounded with its handsome leaves, and 
surmounted by a crown, which is employed 
for its propagation, has the appearance of 
being sculptured in pale gold. It is so beau¬ 
tiful that it seems to be made only to delight 
the eye; so delicious, that it combines the 
varied flavours of all our best fruits; and so 
fragrant, that it would deserve to be culti¬ 
vated solely for the sake of its perfume. 
