Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, br Hid in this silent, dull retreat, br Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, br Unseen thy little branches greet; br ...No roving foot shall crush thee here, br ...No busy hand provoke a tear. br br By Nature's self in white arrayed, br She bade thee shun the vulgar eye, br And planted here the gaurdian shade, br And sent soft waters murmuring by; br ...Thus quietly thy summer goes, br ...Thy days declinging to repose. br br Smit with those charms, that must decay, br I grieve to see your future doom; br They died--nor were those flowers more gay, br The flowers that did in Eden bloom; br ...Unpitying frosts, and Autumn's power br ...Shall leave no vestige of this flower. br br From morning suns and evenign dews br At first thy little being came: br If nothing once, you nothing lose, br For when you die you are the same; br ...The space between, is but an hour, br ...The frail duration of a flower.