Fair flower, that dost so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat,
Untouched thy honied blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet:
No roving foot shall crush thee here,
No busy hand provoke a tear.
By Nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,
And planted here the guardian shade,
And sent soft waters murmuring by;
Thus quietly thy summer goes,
Thy days declining to repose.
Smit with those charms, that must decay,
I grieve to see your future doom;
They died—nor were those flowers more gay,
The flowers that did in Eden bloom;
Unpitying frosts and Autumn's power
Shall leave no vestige of this flower.
From morning suns and evening dews
At first thy little being came;
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
The space between is but an hour,
The frail duration of flower.
Flower fair to him, so comely grow hidden in this quiet town. Dull explosion of touch screen thee overlooked branch of the little greeting: no foot to crush me here, roving hands busy, stimulating tear naturally. Own white clothes , her eyes bade thee shun profane and planted here pontoon parents and murmuring water compressed by the water , so go quiet summer day, refusing to be silent Smit. With those shortcuts Preferred dissolution sqm I see your future doom them - not just the flowers. More gay flowers bloom Eden unpitying dew and the energy of the fall will not release the Baptist of this flower from the morning sun and evening dews first creature was little if anything on. You have nothing to lose when you die, you are the same , but the hours between the period of weak flowers.
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