Primrose
FROM undisturbed seclusion 'midst the tangle Of long-grounded boughs and last year's lifeless leaves
There shines out in a strong determined hue
That ancient pointer to the folrest's age
Which e'en before its pillars lofty grew
Stippled the temple floor with flecks of gold
The glowing-out-of-dimness trim primrose.
Christopher Rudd
Brighton