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Mary Darby Robinson - Stanzas to Flora
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LET OTHERS wreaths of ROSES twine
With scented leaves of EGLANTINE;
Enamell`d buds and gaudy flow`rs,
The pride of FLORA`S painted bow`rs;
Such common charms shall ne`er be wove
Around the brows of him I LOVE. 

  Fair are their beauties for a day, 
But swiftly do they fade away; 
Each PINK sends forth its choicest sweet 
AURORA`S warm embrace to meet; 
And each inconstant breeze, that blows, 
Steals essence from the musky ROSE. 

  Then lead me, FLORA, to some vale, 
Where, shelter`d from the fickle gale, 
In modest garb, amidst the gloom, 
The constant MYRTLE sheds perfume; 
And hid secure from prying eyes, 
In spotless beauty BLOOMS and DIES. 

  And should its velvet leaves dispense 
No pow`rful odours to the sense; 
Should no proud tints of gaudy hue, 
With dazz`ling lustre pain the view; 
Still shall its verdant boughs defy 
The northern blast, and wintry sky. 

  AH, VENUS ! should this hand of mine 
Steal from thy tree a wreath divine, 
Assist me, while I fondly bind 
Two Hearts, by holy FRIENDSHIP join`d; 
Thy cherish`d branches then shall prove, 
Sacred to TRUTH, as well as LOVE.
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