Lone Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they
But hardier far, once more I see thee bend.
Thy forehead, as if fearful to offend,
Like an unbidden guest. Though day by day,
Storms, sallying from the mountain-tops, waylay
Yet art thou welcome, welcome as a friend
Whose zeal outruns his promise! Blue-eyed May
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Shall soon behold this border thickly set
With bright jonquils, their odours lavishing
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On the soft west-wind and his frolic peers;
Nor will I then thy modest grace forget,
Chaste Snowdrop, venturous harbinger of Spring,
And pensive monitor of fleeting years!
The Poetical Works of Wordsworth
For my phenology records - The native snowdrops along the lade started to bloom on the13th January 2012.
Submitted to Wildflower Wednesday and Wordless Wednesday by Kent Weakley (my current photography tutor on composition).
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