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What thought is folded in thy leaves!
  What tender thought, what speechless pain!
    I hold thy faded lips to mine,
      Thou darling of the April rain.
      - Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Early violets blue and white
  Dying for their love of light.
      - Sir Edwin Arnold, Almond Blossoms

Deep violets, you liken to
  The kindest eyes that look on you,
    Without a thought disloyal.
      - Elizabeth Barrett Browning,
        A Flower in a Letter

The country ever has a lagging Spring,
  Waiting for May to call its violets forth.
      - William Cullen Bryant

Violets spring in the soft May shower.
      - William Cullen Bryant

When beechen buds begin to swell,
  And woods the blue-bird's warble know,
    The yellow violet's modest bell
      Peeps from the last year's leaves below.
      - William Cullen Bryant

Yet there upon that upland height
  The darlings of the early spring
    Blue violets--were blossoming.
      - Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr

Stars will blossom in the darkness,
  Violets bloom beneath the snow.
      - Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr,
        For a Silver Wedding

Again the violet of our early days
  Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun,
    And kindles into fragrance at his blaze.
      - Ebenezer Elliott ("The Corn Law Rhymer"),
        Miscellaneous Poems--Spring

Cold blows the wind against the hill,
  And cold upon the plain;
    I sit me by the bank, until
      The violets come again.
      - Richard Garnett, Violets

A vi'let on the meadow grew,
  That no one saw, that no one knew,
    It was a modest flower.
      A shepherdess pass'd by that way--
        Light footed, pretty and so gay;
          That way she came,
            Softly warbling forth her lay.
      - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Violet,
        (Frederick Ricord's translation)

A blossom of returning light,
  An April flower of sun and dew;
    The earth and sky, the day and night
      Are melted in her depth of blue!
      - Dora Read Goodale, Blue Violets

The modest, lowly violet
  In leaves of tender green is set;
    So rich she cannot hide from view,
      But covers all the bank with blue.
      - Dora Read Goodale,
        Spring Scatter Far and Wide

Each violet peeps from its dwelling to gaze at the bright stars above.
      - Heinrich Heine

The violets prattle and titter,
  And gaze on the stars high above.
      - Heinrich Heine,
        Book of Songs--Lyrical Interlude (9)

The eyes of spring, so azure,
  Are peeping from the ground;
    They are the darling violets,
      That I in nosegays bound.
      - Heinrich Heine, Book of Songs--New Spring

Welcome, maids of honor,
  You doe bring
    In the spring,
      And wait upon her.
      - Robert Herrick, To Violets

The violet is a nun.
      - Thomas Hood, Flowers

We are violets blue,
  For our sweetness found
    Careless in the mossy shades,
      Looking on the ground.
        Love's dropp'd eyelids and a kiss,--
          Such our breath and blueness is.
      - Leigh Hunt (James Henry Leigh Hunt),
        Songs and Chorus of the Flowers--Violets

And shade the violets,
  That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.
      - John Keats (1),
        I Stood Tiptoe Upon a Little Hill

Violets!--deep-blue violets!
  April's loveliest coronets!
    There are no flowers grow in the vale,
      Kiss'd by the dew, woo'd by the gale,--
        None by the dew of the twilight wet,
          So sweet as the deep-blue violet.
      - Letitia Elizabeth Landon (Mrs. George MacLean)

Violet! sweet violet!
  Thine eyes are full of tears;
    Are they wet
      Even yet
        With the thought of other years?
      - James Russell Lowell, Song

Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward;
  Rains fall, suns rise and set;
    Earth whirls, and all but to prosper
      A poor little violet.
      - James Russell Lowell, The Changeling

The violets were past their prime,
  Yet their departing breath
    Was sweeter, in the blast of death,
      Than all the lavish fragrance of the time.
      - James Montgomery, The Adventure of a Star

Hath the pearl less whiteness
  Because of its birth?
    Hath the violet less brightness
      For growing near earth?
      - Thomas Moore, Desmond's Song

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