Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew,
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.
And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colours bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there,(.......)
by Janet Taylor, a British poet (1783-1824)
Read more: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/182538
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