A Cape jessamine climbing beside it filled the room with its subtle, intoxicating perfume.
"A Ward of the Golden Gate" by Bret Harte
It was forlorn enough, though it was a pretty place, all overgrown with oleanders and cape-jessamines.
"Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 22, September, 1878" by Various
Roses and cape-jessamines, and the like are of no use to us.
"When Grandmamma Was New" by Marion Harland
Then, there's a tiny old straw basket with a yellow wisp in it that once was a bunch of cape jessamines.
"The Valiants of Virginia" by Hallie Erminie Rives
Oleanders, cape-jessamines, pomegranates, and crape-myrtles manage, however, to stand their ground.
"Palmetto-Leaves" by Harriet Beecher Stowe
The air was redolent with heliotrope, daphnes, and cape-jessamines.
"Fashion and Famine" by Ann S. Stephens