The Lofty Lily

The lofty lily rears its snowy head
And scorns the lowly flowers that grace the bed
With potent sweets it scents the passing gale
Nor deigns to heed the lily of the vale
Yet in thy bosom it may chance to bloom
Display its charms and shed its rich perfume
There; delicate and fair in form and hue
And humbly elegant resemble you


February 14th