<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512889" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To A Primrose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The first seen in the season</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nitens et roboris expers<br>Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat.<br>- Ovid, Metam. [xv.203].</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy smiles I note, sweet early Flower,<br>That peeping from thy rustic bower<br>The festive news to earth dost bring,<br>A fragrant messenger of Spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, tender blossom, why so pale?<br>Dost hear stern Winter in the gale?<br>And didst thou tempt the ungentle sky<br>To catch one vernal glance and die?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such the wan lustre Sickness wears<br>When Health's first feeble beam appears;<br>So languid are the smiles that seek<br>To settle on the care-worn cheek,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When timorous Hope the head uprears,<br>Still drooping and still moist with tears,<br>If, through dispersing grief, be seen<br>Of Bliss the heavenly spark serene.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And sweeter far the early blow,<br>Fast following after storms of Woe,<br>Than (Comfort's riper season come)<br>Are full-blown joys and Pleasure's gaudy bloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512889" data-title="To A Primrose de Samuel Taylor Coleridge" data-description="The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. [xv.203]. Thy smiles I note, sweet early Flower, That peeping from thy rustic bower The festive news to earth dost bring, A fragrant me..."></div> </div> </div>

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