Loveliness and wonder met
In the peerless violet,
Peeping from the earth's green sod
To adorn the gown of God.
All the graces of the flowers,
By a kind caressing hand
Gathered through unnumbered hours
From the gardens of the land,
If compressed into a sweet
Incense to anoint Love's feet,
Could not match the fragrance yet
Of one breathing violet.