SONGS AND CHORUS 347 



SONGS AND CHORUS OF THE FLOWERS 



BY LEIGH HUNT 



ROSES 

 We are blushing Roses, 



Bending with our fulness, 

 'Midst our close-capped sister buds 



Warming the green coolness. 



Whatsoe'er of beauty 



Yearns and yet reposes 

 Blush, and bosom, and sweet breath 



Took a shape in Roses. 



Hold one of us lightly, 



See from what a slender 

 Stalk we bow'd in heavy blooms, 



And roundness rich and tender. 



Know you not our only 



Rival flower the human? 

 Loveliest weight on lightest foot. 



Joy-abundant woman? 



LILIES 



We are Lilies fair, 



The flower of virgin light; 

 Nature held us forth and said, 



"Lo! my thoughts of white." 



