The Circle of Affection and Other Pieces in Prose and Verse

by Duncan Campbell Scott




TULIP, TRILLIUM,—bell and star—
        Vetch, and wine-tipped clovers,
Tell me all the flowers that are,
        Grow for parted lovers.

All my flowers were born in May

        In the sunny weather;
While we laughed an hour away
        You and I together.

Now they withered are and sere
        On a cloudy morrow;

But the after days are dear,
        Sweeter for the sorrow.

There were flowers before in May,
        Flowers there will be after,
And the sweetest flowers were they,

        Born with happy laughter.

Laughter of the wind and sun
        Rippling in the meadow;
Pluck them up, by one and one,
        Let them fall in shadow.