VIOLET. 
I stand conceal’d, and bending low, 
And do not love to speak ; 
Yet will I, as ’tis fitting now, 
My wonted silence break. 
For if ’tis I, thou gallant man. 
Thy heart desires, thine, if I can, 
My perfumes all I’ll make. 
CAPTIVE. 
The violet 1 esteem indeed, 
So modest and so kind j 
