Helen Maria Williams - Helen Maria Williams lyrics

ON HIS BRINGING ME SOME FLOWERS IN MARCH. SOOTH'D I receive the flowers you bring, Whose charm anticipates the Spring; Whose tints in vernal freshness vie With plants beneath an austral sky,-- Those glowing plants that, long unknown, Your travell'd science made our own:-- Bright gift! in lavish grace array'd, Thy flowers have only bloom'd to fade,-- Their transient being soon forgot: How far unlike the giver's lot!