“ In its case, 
Russet and rude, folds up the tender germ 
Uninjured, with inimitable art; 
And, ere one flowery season fades and dies, 
Designs the blooming wonders of the next.” 
‘ Where the copsewood is the greenest. 
Where the fountain glistens sheenest. 
Where the morning dew lies longest. 
There the Lady Fern grows strongest.” 
In all places, then, and in all seasons, 
Flowers expand their light and soul-like win 
Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons. 
How akin they are to human things.” 
1 SKDV.1921 
