Hepaticas are blooming fair ; 
The hue of constancy they wear; 
So bright their vestments blue 
That fancy deems the lovely dye 
Was stolen from the azuré sky, 
And painted by the dew. 
Soon as the hope of Spring is told 
Their blossoms in his path unfold, 
The glowing sun to woo ; 
Their humble confidence is given 
To the first promises of heaven. 
And proves the symbol true. 
