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The eyes of spring, so azure,
Are peeping from the ground;
They are the darling violets,
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The eyes of spring, so azure,
Are peeping from the ground;
They are the darling violets,
That I in nosegays bound.
Again the violet of our early days
Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun,
And kindles into read more
Again the violet of our early days
Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun,
And kindles into fragrance at his blaze.
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.
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?
Hath the pearl less whiteness
Because of its birth?
Hath the violet less brightness
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Hath the pearl less whiteness
Because of its birth?
Hath the violet less brightness
For growing near earth?
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.
A vi'let on the meadow grew,
That no one saw, that no one knew,
It was a read more
A vi'let on the meadow grew,
That no one saw, that no one knew,
It was a modest flower.
A shepherdess pass'd by that way--
Light footed, pretty and so gay;
That way she came,
Softly warbling forth her lay.
We are violets blue,
For our sweetness found
Careless in the mossy shades,
Looking read more
We are violets blue,
For our sweetness found
Careless in the mossy shades,
Looking on the ground.
Love's dropp'd eyelids and a kiss,--
Such our breath and blueness is.
- Leigh Hunt (James Henry Leigh Hunt),
