Poem by Robert Herrick

To Violets

Welcome, maids of honour,
You do bring
In the Spring;
And wait upon her.

She has virgins many,
Fresh and fair;
Yet you are
More sweet than any.

You're the maiden posies;
And so graced,
To be placed
'Fore damask roses.

—Yet, though thus respected,
By and by
Ye do lie,
Poor girls, neglected.

1. To Primroses Filled with Morning Dew
2. The Apron of Flowers
3. To Carnations: a Song
4. To Daisies, Not to Shut so Soon
5. To Pansies

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