Sonett-Forum

Normale Version: To a violet
Du siehst gerade eine vereinfachte Darstellung unserer Inhalte. Normale Ansicht mit richtiger Formatierung.
To a violet

Spring’s sweet attendant! modest simple flower,
whose soft retiring charms the woods adorn,
How often have I wander’d at that hour,
When first appear the rosy tints of morn,

To the wild brook – there, upon mossy ground,
Thy velvet form all beautiful to view;
To catch thy breath that steals delicious round,
And mark thy pensive smile thro’ tears of dew:

But then I sigh that other Vi’lets bloom
Unseen, in wilds where foot-step never trod,
Find unadmir’d, unnotic’d, there a tomb,

And mingle silent with the grassy sod;
Ah, so the scater’d flowers of genius rise;
These bloom to charm – that, hide – neglected dies.