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"Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earths prolific lap."
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Pansies"I send thee pansies while the year is young, Yellow as sunshine, purple as the night; Flowers of remembrance, ever fondly sung By all the chiefest of the Sons of Light; And if in recollection lives regret For wasted days and dreams that were not true, I tell thee that the "pansy freakd with jet" Is still the hearts ease that the poets knew Take all the sweetness of a gift unsought, And for the pansies send me back a thought."
The garden pansy is a type of polychromatic large-flowered hybrid plant cultivated as a garden flower. It is derived by hybridization from several species in the section Melanium of the genus Viola, particularly V. tricolor, a wildflower of Europe and western Asia known as heartsease. It is sometimes known as V. tricolor var. hortensis, but this scientific name is suspect. While V. tricolor var. h
"Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earths prolific lap."
"Pansies? You praise the ones that grow today Here in the garden; had you seen the place When Sutherland was living! Here they grew, From blue to deeper blue, in midst of each A golden dazzle like a glimmering star, Each broader, bigger than a silver crown; While here the weaver sat, his labor done, Watching his azure pets and rearing them, Until they seemd to know his step and touch, And stir beneath his smile like living things: The very sunshine loved them, and would lie Here happy, coming early, lingering late, Because they were so fair."
"They are all in the lily-bed, cuddled close together- Purple, Yellow-cap, and little Baby-blue; How they ever got there you must ask the April weather, The morning and the evening winds, the sunshine and the dew."
"Hearts ease or pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Hearts ease."
"The bolt of Cupid fell: * * * upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with loves wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness."
"The pansy freaked with jet. That is true"