Violets. 
— /Warcb I3tb — 
Modesty. 
Lovkly your modest blossoms downward bent, 
As shrinking front our gaze, yet prompt to bless 
The passers-by with fragranc".— Barton. 
— I4tb 
Yet Spring’s awakening breath will woo the earth. 
To feed with kindliest dews its favourite flower. 
That Itlooms in mossy banks and darksome glens. 
Lighting the greensward with its sunny smile. 
Shelley. 
— 15tb — 
Beautiful are you in your lowliness. 
Bright are your hues, delicious is your scent. 
Barton. 
tetb- 
The silent, soft, and humble heart 
In the violet’s hidden sweetness breathes. 
Percival. 
— I7tb — 
A LOWLY flower, in secret bower. 
Invisible I dwell; 
For blessing made, without parade. 
Known only by my smell. 
George Home. 
— t8tb — 
We are violets blue. 
For our sweetness found 
Careless in the mossy shades. 
Looking on the ground. 
Leigh Hunt. 
