Snowdrops

O snowdrops. dn nnt rtse, Because the happy eyes lliat lovecl you once now underneath you He: Let not your buds uppear ; Each seemsa (rozen tear, That never drops, and yet Is never dry. Such useless tears they seem, As In a heavy dreain, We pour atout our grlefs to make them grow : When all the Ughts are pale, When all the erases fall. And all tlie flowers are underneath the snow.