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LANGUAGE OF PLOWERS, 215 
Myrtle, Love. 
Narcissus, Selfishness. 
Olive, Peace. 
Orange flowers, A bridal. 
Parsley, Useful knowledge. 
Passion flower, Devotion. 
Pink, single, A stranger to art. 
Pink, variegated, Refusal. 
_ Peony, Ostentation. 
Poppy, Forgetfulness. 
Rosemary, Remembrance. 
Rose-bud, A confession. 
Rose, wild, Simplicity. 
Rose, cinnamon, Without pretention. : 
Sage, Domestic virtues. 
Snow-drop, 1am not a summer friend. 
Strawberry, A pledge of happiness. 
Sweet William, Artful. 
Sweet pea, Departure. 
Tulip, Vanity. 
Weeping willow, Forsaken. 
The following lines, written on seeing a splendid collection of Water Lilies on the swface of 
Saratoga Lake, may convey to the young reader a useful moral 
Here on this gently sloping bank 
Of mossy flowers, I love to lie; 
While round, the vernal grass so rank, 
Of green, reflects the richest dye. 
The placid lake of silver sheen, 
Fans with soft breath my burning cheek, 
While from its bosom all serene, 
Fresh odours rise from blossoms meek. 
Sweet, modest plants, condemned to dwell 
In solitude and lonely shade ; 
Oh, do you not sometimes rebel, 
That thus obscure your lot is made? 
But come with me to fairy bowers, 
Deck’d by the tasteful hand of art; 
And ye shall know of brighter hours, 7 
And share the pleasures of my heart. 
Nymphea* hears my earnest plea, 
Meek, white-robed lily of the lake; 
And wafting forth asigh to me, 
The unambitious flowret spake. 
Mortal, forbear! thou knowest not, 
How idle is thy foolish dream ;— 
Nor is our lowly, humble’lot, 
Sad as thy erring heart may deem. 
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* The White water-lily. 
