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...standing taller after the melting of the snow.
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TO A SNOWDROP
Lone Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they
But hardier far, once more I see thee bend
Thy forehead, as if fearful to offend,
Like an unbidden guest. Though day by day,
Storms, sallying from the mountain-tops, waylay
The rising sun, and on the plains descend;
Yet art thou welcome, welcome as a friend
Whose zeal outruns his promise!
Blue-eyed May
Shall soon behold this border thickly set
With bright jonquils, their odours lavishing
On the soft west-wind and his frolic peers;
Nor will I then thy modest grace forget,
Chaste Snowdrop, venturous harbinger of Spring,
And pensive monitor of fleeting years!
~William Wordsworth, 1819
Perfect beauty -- snowdrops and Wordsworth! P. x
ReplyDeleteAll have just about gone over here, so nice to see yours.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post! I love the picture and the poem. I wish we had now drops around here, but I have never seen them. My daffodils and hyacinth are blooming now!
ReplyDeleteSnowdrops are blooming here in S. Wisconsin now, too. The Crocuses are emerging and should bloom soon, too. Love this time of year. Lovely Snowdrops and Wordsworth poem. :)
ReplyDeleteLovely to see snowdrops...mine are still hiding under the snow...
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