Consider the Lilies of the Field

Christina Rossetti

1830 to 1894

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Let but my scarlet head appear
The rain and sunshine too,
Flowers preach to us if we will hear:--
The violets whisper from the shade
And I am held in scorn;
But not alone the fairest flowers:
Preach without words of purity.
Yet take no heed
To nourish one small seed.
I am most fair;
The poppy saith amid the corn:
Yet juice of subtle virtue lies
The lilies say: Behold how we
The rose saith in the dewy morn,
Upon a thorn.
Within my cup of curious dyes.
Yet all my loveliness is born
Men scent our fragrance on the air,
Lichen and moss and sturdy weed,
The merest grass
Of humble lessons we would read.
Along the roadside where we pass,
Tell of His love who sends the dew,
Which their own leaves have made: