Welcome ! though cold the hour, 
Anemone! 
And shelterless the hazel be ; 
Yet Spring shall form the greener bower, 
And sunshine bring, and warmer shower, 
To foster thee. 
Where hast thou been since last 
The wanton air 
Was roving through thy chambers fair? 
Did elfin troop then close them fast, 
And have the while, in revels past, 
Pavilioned there ? 
Or hast thou been in quest 
Of Summer spot 
