The fresh streams ran by her and murmur'd her moans,
Sing willow, willow, willow.
A song in Cymbeline contains a beautiful personification of flowers:
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,