To a February Primrose + 

I know not what among the grass thou art, + 

Thy nature, nor thy substance, fairest flower, + 

Nor what to other eyes thou hast of power + 

To send thine image through them to the heart; + 

But when I push the frosty leaves apart + 

And see thee hiding in thy wintry bower + 

Thou growest up within me from that hour, + 

And through the snow I with the spring depart. + 

I have no words. But fragrant is the breath, + 

Pale beauty, of thy second life within. + 

There is a wind that cometh for thy death, + 

But thou a life immortal dost begin, + 

Where in one soul, which is thy heaven, shall dwell + 

Thy spirit, beautiful Unspeakable! + 