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The poetical works of John Nicholson

... Carefully edited from the original editions, with additional notes and a sketch of his life and writings. By W. G. Hird
 

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THE SNOWDROP.
 
 
 
 
 
 
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THE SNOWDROP.

Pretty little modest gem,
First in Nature's diadem;
Pressed with snow, the first to rise,
Pure as stars that deck the skies.
With thy crown of spotless white,
Like a fairy of the night,
Bending down thy modest head,—
Frost thy pillow, snow thy bed.
'Mid the hail, the sleet, the frost,
In the snow-storm sometimes lost;
But thy beauteous head appears
Lovelier with its icy tears.
So thou gentle, modest fair,
Brav'st the storm with truth and care;
Though not like the roses drest,
Virtue blossoms in thy breast,
Brighter than the brightest star,
Seen to glitter from afar:
Guilt can never hang on thee;
Truth lives through eternity.

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He that made the snowdrop knows
When the storm of sorrow blows:
And with all His mighty care,
Will protect the virtuous fair.