MEADOW SAFFRON. 207 
reversing the accustomed order of the seasons, 
mingles its fruit with the flowers of spring, and 
its flowers with the fruits of autumn. 
Then bright from earth, amid the troubled sky, 
Ascends fair Colchicum, with radiant eye, 
Warms the cold bosom of the hoary year, 
And lights with beauty's blaze the dusky sphere. 
Darwin. 
