On suppliants wreathed with may
Look down from their heavenly places,
But turn from the crownless away.
J. A. Symonds, 1883.
Mr. J. A. Symonds has also thus expanded the lines into a sonnet (1883):—
Bring summer flowers, bring pansy, violet,
Moss-rose and sweet-briar and blue columbine;
Bring loveliest leaves, rathe privet, eglantine,
Brown myrtles with the dews of morning wet:
Twine thou a wreath upon thy brows to set;