Thou beautiful new-comer, 
With white and maiden brow, 
Thou fairy gift from summer! 
Why art thou blooming now? 
No sweet companion pledges 
Thy health as dewdrops pass; 
No rose is on the hedges, 
No violet in the grass : 
Thou art watching, and thou only, 
Above the earth’s snow tomb; 
Thus lovely and thus lonely, 
I bless thee for thy bloom. 
