Poems (Pizey)/Lines written in a Flower Garden

by Susanna Pizey

LINES WRITTEN IN A FLOWER GARDEN. 

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That gaudy Tulip is an emblem true
 Of those fair, fluttering, end courtly dames,
Who, thinking only of the casket's show,
 Forget the precious jewel it contains,

That modest Violet is the type of one
 Of real honest worth and low degree,
Who seeks not here a transient earthly throne,
 But uses life to gain eternity.

That simple Primrose fair, resembles too
 The sensible and cultivated mind,
Which shuns the trifling vain parade of show,
 Who lives by virtue's boundaries confin'd.

That Lily gently waving with the breeze,
 Is the fair image of the beauteous maid,
Who seeks by diffidence alone to please,
 In neat and simple elegance array'd.

That fragrant Woodbine, now so bright in bloom,
 Curling its tendrils round its firm support,
Must wither in the killing hand of time,
 And lie neglected on the self-same spot.

That noble Piony, which now shines forth
 In all its glowing beauty to the eye,
Shall mingle with the soil that gave it birth,
 And all its glories in oblivion lie.

And, here, how plain the roving eye may read
 The fate of virtuous souls in this fair train,
Which for a time in silent dust are laid,
 But rise in brighter hues to bloom again.