With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale gessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well attir'd woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
