The Primrose

William Lisle Bowles

1762 to 1850

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'Tis the first primrose! see how meek, 
Yet beautiful, it looks; 
As just a lesson it may teach 
As that we read in books. 

While gardens show in flowering pride 
The lily's stately ranks, 
It loves its modest head to hide 
Beneath the bramble banks. 

And so the little cottage maid 
May bloom unseen and die; 
But she, when transient flowerets fade, 
Shall live with Christ on high.