And picked a simple salad of my FIRST.
The woodbine and the eglantine,
The clematis and mallow,
Delight to twine and interwine
Beside that streamlet shallow;
And, kissed by sunlight, and caressed by dews,
My SECOND in the ambient air diffuse.
The sun went down; the twilight fell;
Out shone the stars unnumbered;
Each flowret closed its honeyed cell,