THE WINTER 

 WINDOW-GARDEN 



And the hyacinth purple, and white, and blue 

 Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew 

 Of music so delicate, soft, and intense, 

 It was felt like an odour within the sense. 



SHELLEY: The Sensitive Plant. 



The beauteous pansies rise 



In purple, gold, and blue, 



With tints of rainbow hue 

 Mocking the sunset skies. 



THOS. J. OUSELEY: The Angel of the Flowers. 



