Poem by Henry Timrod

A Bouquet

Take first a Cowslip, then an Asphodel,
 A bridal Rose, some snowy Orange flowers;
A Lily next, and by its spotless bell
 Place the bright Iris, darling of the showers;
Set gold Nasturtiums, Elder blooms between,
 And Heart's-ease to the Orchis marry sweetly;
Then with red Pinks, and slips of Evergreen,
 You will possess—all folded up discreetly—
In one bouquet, that none but you may know,
 The name I love beyond all names below.

1. Sonnets. 4. They Dub Thee Idler, Smiling Sneeringly
2. Sonnets. 12. What Gossamer Lures Thee Now? What Hope, What Name
3. Sonnets. 6. I Scarcely Grieve, O Nature! at the Lot
4. Sonnets. 14. Are These Wild Thoughts, Thus Fettered in My Rhymes
5. A Common Thought

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