Hartley Coleridge.
Fair rising from her icy couch,
Wan herald of the floral year,
The snowdrop marks the spring's approach,
Ere yet the primrose groups appear,
Or peers the arum from its spotted veil,
Or violets scent the cold capricious gale.
Charlotte Smith.
Candlemas shined, and the winter's behind.
If Candlemas Day be fair and bright
The winter will take another flight;
But if it should be dark and drear
Then winter is gone for another year.
When on the Purification sun hath shined,
The greater part of winter comes behind.