THE power of spring is waxing. One by one
The Wallflowers show their comeliness at last
In token that the winter months are past,
And victory rests with the returning sun.
Yellow and crimson, orange, mauve, and dun,
Each colour hath its own enthusiast
To praise its beauty, but my vote is cast
For this, and surely ’tis outmatched by none,
A fairy crimson with a tinge of brown
Of rich and restful unobtrusiveness.
If e’er Titania wears a velvet gown,
Such petals form the fabric of her dress;
And when did mortal princess ever wear
Robes of such texture and a hue so fair?
(Robert Henry Forster)
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