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[THE FLOWERS OF THE SPRING.]
The Crocus, new expanded, mourns
Her Fate, and many a tear is shed;
Lest, when Maria home returns,
Her transient Sweets should all be [sped].
Her Fate, and many a tear is shed;
Lest, when Maria home returns,
Her transient Sweets should all be [sped].
The Vi'let yet remains unclos'd,
Nor gives her fragrance to the Gale;
But soon, to every Eye expos'd,
She must her balmy breath exhale.
Nor gives her fragrance to the Gale;
But soon, to every Eye expos'd,
She must her balmy breath exhale.
Then come, ere yet the wandering Bee,
Has all her hoarded wealth possess'd;
While yet she holds her Sweets for thee
Enfolded in her Azure Vest!
Has all her hoarded wealth possess'd;
While yet she holds her Sweets for thee
Enfolded in her Azure Vest!
For, tho' we cannot yet describe
The Bloom that warmer Scenes unfold,
We now can boast a lovely Tribe
That bare their bosoms to the Cold.
The Bloom that warmer Scenes unfold,
We now can boast a lovely Tribe
That bare their bosoms to the Cold.
These Children of the early Year
Must soon their rip'ning Charm[s] disclose;
Then, while they live, do thou appear;
In mercy, wait not for the rose!
Must soon their rip'ning Charm[s] disclose;
Then, while they live, do thou appear;
In mercy, wait not for the rose!
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