When Violet comes I scarcely know, If Winter wraps the world in snow, Or if 'tis Summer strikes a-glow The fountain in the court below, When Violet comes. Her flower-like eyes, her soft lips bring The warmth and welcome of the Spring, And round my room, a fairy ring, See violets, violets blossoming, When Violet comes. When Violet goes I hear again The infinite despair of rain Drip on my darkening window-pane The tears of Winter on the wane, When Violet goes. Yet still about my lonely room The visionary violets bloom, And with her presence still perfume The tedious page that I resume When Violet goes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SPINNING SONG by JOHN FRANCIS O'DONNELL THE DYING SOLDIER by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE QUESTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY A RENOUNCING OF LOVE by THOMAS WYATT PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 7. AL-MAUMIN by EDWIN ARNOLD EPISTLE TO DR. ENFIELD ON HIS REVISITING WARRINGTON IN 1789 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |