"Within the woods, Whose young and half transparent leaves scarce cast A shade, gray circles of anemones Danced on the…"

"Or, bide thou where the poppy blows With windflowers frail and fair."

"The little windflower, whose just opened eye Is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at."

"The spring, long retarded by previous cold, had now begun in all its comeliness, and life was rampant. Already, over …"

"Thy subtle charm is strangely given, My fancy will not let thee be, Then poise not thus 'twixt earth and heaven, O wh…"

"The starry, fragile windflower, Poised above in airy grace, Virgin white, suffused with blushes, Shyly droops her lov…"

"Anemone, so well Named of the wind, to which thou art all free."

"From the soft wing of vernal breezes shed, Anemones, auritulas, enriched With shining meal o'er all their velvet leaves."

"Thou lookest up with meek, confiding eye Upon the clouded smile of April's face, Unharmed though Winter stands uncert…"

"When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the mead…"