Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: TO FLORA, GODDESS OF FLOWERS Flora! young goddess! Shade Aerial! Than whom no personage is lovelier In all the fabled Grecian progeny, Nor Daphne, Io, Ops, excepted are? Most exquisite, most fair, most beautiful, Observe how not ungallantly I kneel To Thee: Before thy shrine, or altar reared of flowers, To verse a victim, and to all thy powers A devotee: Indeed, thou lovely, lovely star of posies May I salute thy roses? May I salute thy lilies? May I dare? May I salute them ? Yet, at least to me Not so sweet is your queen, June's fiancee, Not so sweet is your cloister's votary? The lily?as those wilding flowers rare: Spring's violet, summer's harebell, autumn's heir- The poppy? No! for wilt thou, O Flora, not prefer Our simple flowers of nature; those that stir One's soul as sweetly As doth the bee, who, in sun-showers, chuckles Sipping lush honeysuckles? Attican Saint: O spirit of sunrise? And of sundown?eternal fantasy! While clouds Aprilian, blue and sunny-beamed, Bloomed the mounds and tricklings meadowy; Ay, and from out a dove-cote, Drowsy Eyes Brooded aloft to Flora's floral skies It seemed To me a voice thus spake: "What's poetry? The scent from thought's full flow'r," and was it she (Or had I dreamed?) From whom a flower fell? O Star of Posies, I shall salute thy roses! TO PHILOMELA (To whom I listened last night in a glorious dream, and who, I thought, upon my approach, winged away.) "Most musical, most melancholy bird." ?Milton. By virtue of my never having seen, Or heard thy presence deep in underwood, A hesitant hath been my mood: Yet foreignly in leafy solitude Thou singest sweet a song of sad serene For other folk whose hearts were fain to melt, Or fainer still, perchanc...