And in the mountain’s fastness grew.
The white alyssum, small and fair,
The red camelia’s blushing dyes,
The jasmine’s golden blossoms rare,
The larkspur, blue as summer skies,
The sweet narcissus’s yellow blooms,
The zinnia, with its violet rays,
The pink, with all its rich perfumes,
The crowning charm of August days.
Without the snowflakes softly fall,