Page:The Romance of Nature; or, The Flower-Seasons Illustrated.djvu/43

13 SPRING, AND SPRING FLOWERS.

, thou beautiful blossoming Spring,

And to me thy loveliest flow'rets bring;—

Come! let their bright leaves encircle thy brow,

And wave 'midst thy glittering tresses now;

Oh, linger no more 'neath the fleecy veil

Flung o'er thee by Winters congealing gale,

But gently breathe on the snowy shroud,

And 'twill vanish in tears like a summer cloud,

As grieved to see thee its whiteness excel

In the virgin hue of the snowdrops bell.

Then gaze upon earth with thine azure eyes,

And bid their emblem, the violet, rise