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Then come the vase-like crocuses In royal colours gay,And pink and blue hepaticas, As beautiful as they.
And soon the floral train o'erspreads Moorlands, and vales, and hills,Sweet violets nestle in the shade, Bright kingcups stud the rills.
Daisies and buttercups untold Bestrew the fresh green leas,And starry yellow primroses, Cluster beneath the trees.
And then succeed wild hyacinths To flowers of paler hue,Giving the widespread woodland floor A carpeting of blue.
Each cultured spot is now attired In glorious array,There countless beauteous rival gems Their varied charms display.
Narcissi, wallflowers, pansies grow Luxuriantly there,And then the rhododendrons bloom, And lilacs scent the air.
So, on they come in order due, The welcome vernal posies,Till the laburnums and the may Blend with the early roses.
And all the same grand chorus join; Oh, to learn all they teach!For He Who told the lilies' tale, A message sends by each.
