


THE POETRY OF 
With its dark bud: 
ree d flowers azure 
Fairer than any 
And nearer to the river’s trembling edge 
There grew broad flag-flowers, purple prankt 
with white, 
And starry river buds among the sedge, 
And floating water-lilies, broad and bright, 
Which lit the oak that overhung the hedge 
With moonlight beams of their own watery 
light ; 
And bulrushes and reeds of such deep green 
As soothed the dazzled eye with sober sheen. 
Methought that of these ve nary flowers 
I made a nosegay, bound in such a way 
That the same hues which in their natural bowere 
Were mingled or saa the like array 
Kept these es son’d children of the hours 
Within my hand,— ari then, elate and gay, 
[ hasten’d to the spot whence I had come, 
That { might there present it!—Oh! to whom? 



