'Twas beauty! 'Twas enchantment all.-Scott.

Lowliness is young Ambition's ladder,

Whereto the climber upward turns his face.-Shakespeare.

Corruption wins not more than honesty.-Shakespeare.

My love is like the red, red rose.-Burns.

Gladness brimming over gladness;

Joy in care, delight in sadness.-W. C. Bennett.

Journeys end in lovers' meetings.-Shakespeare.

Hop

The colour of my fate.

Rustic beauty.

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The queen of curds and cream.-
n.-Shakespeare.

To fawn, to crouch, to wait, to ride, to run,
To spend, to give, to wait, to be undone.-Spenser.

Hornbeam ...

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The world is still deceived by ornament.-Shakespeare.

Ornament.

Luxury.

O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree.-Goldsmith.

That repose

That marks the caste of Vere de Vere.-Tennyson.

Vivacity. Domestic industry.

And Lucy at her wheel shall spin.-Rogers.

Our portion is not large, indeed,

But, then, how little do we need.-Cotton.

Humble Plant...

Hundred-leaved Rose

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Welcome, slumber, to mine eyes,

Tired with glaring vanities.-Doddridge.

If solid happiness we prize,

Within our breast this jewel lies.-Cotton.

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The sports of children satisfy the child. -Goldsmith.

The maid was on the eve of womanhood.--Byron.

How vain was their boasting.-Moore.

Unobtrusive Loveliness.

Our bruised arms hung up for monuments.-Shakespeare.

Indian Jasmine (Ipomoea)

The faithful compass that still points to thee.-Gay.

Indian Pink, Double

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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods.-Byron.

Always lovely.

Thou ask'st why do the poor complain?-Southey.

Ivy, Sprig of, with tendrils... Assiduous to please. Should he upbraid, I'll answer with a smile.-Shakespeare.