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 Who are the violets now
 That strew the green lap of the new-come spring?  
 Who are the violets now
 That strew the green lap of the new-come spring? 
 Early violets blue and white
 Dying for their love of light.  
 Early violets blue and white
 Dying for their love of light. 
 Cold blows the wind against the hill,
 And cold upon the plain;
  I sit me by the read more 
 Cold blows the wind against the hill,
 And cold upon the plain;
  I sit me by the bank, until
   The violets come again. 
 It had a dying fall;
 O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
  That breathes read more 
 It had a dying fall;
 O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
  That breathes upon a bank of violets,
   Stealing and giving odor. 
 And shade the violets,
 That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.  
 And shade the violets,
 That they may bind the moss in leafy nets. 
 The violets thinks, with her timid blue eye,
 To pass for a blossom enchantingly shy.  
 The violets thinks, with her timid blue eye,
 To pass for a blossom enchantingly shy. 
 Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward;
 Rains fall, suns rise and set;
  Earth whirls, and all but read more 
 Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward;
 Rains fall, suns rise and set;
  Earth whirls, and all but to prosper
   A poor little violet. 
 The violets whisper from the shade
 Which their own leaves have made:
  Men scent our fragrance on read more 
 The violets whisper from the shade
 Which their own leaves have made:
  Men scent our fragrance on the air,
   Yet take no heed
    Of humble lessons we would read. 
 Welcome, maids of honor,
 You doe bring
  In the spring,
   And wait upon her.  
 Welcome, maids of honor,
 You doe bring
  In the spring,
   And wait upon her.