| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | III. Flowers | | By Mrs. Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793–1835) |
| | | WELCOME, O pure and lovely forms, again | |
| Unto the shadowy stillness of my room! | |
| For not alone ye bring a joyous train | |
| Of summer-thoughts attendant on your bloom,— | |
| Visions of freshness, of rich bowery gloom, | 5 |
| Of the low murmurs filling mossy dells, | |
| Of stars that look down on your folded bells | |
| Through dewy leaves, of many a wild perfume, | |
| Greeting the wanderer of the hill and grove | |
| Like sudden music; more than this ye bring— | 10 |
| Far more; ye whisper of the all-fostering love | |
| Which thus hath clothed you, and whose dove-like wing | |
| Broods o’er the sufferer drawing fevered breath, | |
| Whether the couch be that of life or death. | | | | |
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