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Wild honey from various thyme

By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper]

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WHITE MADNESS

White flowers as robes for Solomon fine spun
There are; and others that grow white themselves,
Distraught, made very bashful by the sun,
Turned to particular as gnomes and elves.
Thus a gold daffodil grows white and dumb,
Trembling a little; even for this cause
'Mid lusty forest hyacinths a' hum,
One silver cluster into light withdraws;
Untangled from their massy group one sees
Thus from dark bell-heads clear fritillaries:
And there beside are violets, so shy
They would not bear the name we love them by,
That in white madness, witless and undone,
Creep through unhaunted hedgrows to the sun.