Amaranth. The earthly only can become the spoil of the grave; love is immortal, and belongs to heaven.

Anemone. My thought by day, and my dream by night.

Anemone-wood. Your cruelty is destroying me.

Anise. You must mend your manners.

Apple Blossom. Who plucks the blossoms, destroys his hopes of fruit.

Apricot Blossom. Are you always so gay, so trifling?

Aster. Weep no longer—you will find him again above the stars.

Aspen-leaf. Your heart beats for every one, therefore no heart beats for you.

Auricula. Who would not love you?

Balsam. Splendor dazzles, grace alone enchains.