The Snowdrop
Already the Snowdrop dares appear,
The first pale blossom of th' unripen'd year;
As Flora's breath, by some transforming power,
Had chang'd an icicle into a flower,
Its name and hue the scentless plant retains,
And winter lingers in its icy veins.
~*~
Anna Laetitia Barbauld
(1743-1825)
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vom 03.03.2021, 08.38