Part 16 (2/2)

There her head the golden lily rears, The soft-eyed violet sheds her odorous tears.

--NICHOLAS MITCh.e.l.l.

I used to go and watch them, Both night and morning, too:-- It was my tears, I fancy, That kept the violets blue.

--ADELAIDE PROCTOR.

My girl hath violet eyes and yellow hair, A soft hand, like a lady's, soft and fair, A sweet face pouting in a white straw bonnet, A tiny foot, and little boot upon it.

--ROBERT BUCHANAN.

Here the first violets Perhaps will bud unseen, And a dove, maybe, Return to nestle here.

--CHRISTINA ROSSETTI.

Gold violets, bright violets, The sparkling dew at sunrise wets, And doth with nectar overbrim; l.u.s.tre no cloudy day can dim; The golden sun doth s.h.i.+ne upon And call his children rare; The yellow-bird hath sometimes stirred Drawn downward unaware.

--EMILY S. OAKEY.

Lay her in lilies and in violets.

--EDMUND SPENSER.

The violet's blue, The rose bloom's red,--and friends are tried and true; The blossoms on the boughs are white in spring, The wind is soft, the birds spread joyous wing, And soar and wheel in the blue sky, and sing, Because--because I love you.

--FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT.

In languid luxury soft she glides Encircled by the azure tides, Like some fair lily, faint with weeping, Upon a bed of violets sleeping.

--THOMAS MOORE.

E'en now what affection the violet awakes; What loved little islands, twice seen in their lakes, Can the wild water-lily restore!

--THOMAS CAMPBELL.

Then by the enchantress Fancy led, On violet banks I lay my head.

--JAMES MONTGOMERY.

The air is sweet with violets running wild 'Mid broken friezes and fallen capitals.

--SAMUEL ROGERS.

Mistress violet, mistress violet, I want your tender and true eyes!

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