Her transient Sweets should all be [sped].
The Vi’let yet remains unclos’d,
Nor gives her fragrance to the Gale;
But soon, to every Eye expos’d,
She must her balmy breath exhale.
Then come, ere yet the wandering Bee,
Has all her hoarded wealth possess’d; 10
While yet she holds her Sweets for thee
Enfolded in her Azure Vest!
For, tho’ we cannot yet describe