...Sweet flower ! I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of spring First plant thee in the watery mould; Thy Parent sun, who bade thee view Pale skies, and chilling moisture sip, Has bath'd thee in...

...Sweet flow'r! I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the wat'ry mould ; And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold. Thy parent Sun, who...

...Sweet flower! I love, in forest hare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watry mould ; And 1 have seen thee hlussumlug Beside the suow-hank's edges cold. Thy parent son, who...

...flower ! I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, 'when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watry mould ; And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold. Thy parent sun, who...

...Sweet flower ! I love in forest bare To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould, Thy parent sun, who bade thee view Pale skies, and chilling moisture sip, Has bathed thee in...

...to the dark, rich red rose of midsummer. And foremost in the fragrant train comes the yellow violet. 'Of all her train, the hands of spring First plant thee in the watery mould ; And I have seen thee blossoming, Beside the snow-bank's edges cold.' But of all the beauties...

...Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould, And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold. Thy parent sun, who bade...

...flower', I love, in forest bare', To meet thee', when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train', the hands of Spring First plant...thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold. Thy parent sun', who bade thee view Pale skies', and chilling moisture sip', Has bathed thee in his...

...Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould, And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold. Thy parent sun, who bade...

...Sweet flower ! I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould; And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold. Thy parent sun, who bade...