90 CROCUS. 



And sudden Hyacinths the turf bestrow, 

 And flowery Crocus made the mountain glow. 



HOMEB 



THE CROCUS. 



J. R. PRIOR. 



Dainty young thing 

 Of \[(k ! — thou vent'rous flower, 

 Who growest through the hard, cold bower 



Of wintry spring : — 



Thou various-hued, 

 Soft, voiceless bell, whose spire - 

 Rocks in the grassy leaves like wire, 



In solitude ; — 



Like patience, thou 

 Art quiet in thy earth. 

 Instructing Hope that Virtue's birth 



Is Feeling's vow. 



Thy fancied bride! — 

 The delicate Snow-drop, keeps 

 Her home with thee; she wakes and sleeps 



Near thy true side. 



Will man but hear! 

 A simple flower can tell 

 What beauties in his mind should dwell 



Througji Passion's sphere. 



