William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.
Down in a Valley, by a Forests SideWilliam Browne (c. 1590c. 1645)
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Near where the crystal Thames rolls on her waves,
I saw a mushroom stand in haughty pride,
As if the lilies grew to be his slaves;
The gentle daisy, with her silver crown,
Worn in the breast of many a shepherd’s lass,
The humble violet, that lowly down
Salutes the gay nymphs as they trimly pass:
Those, with many a more, methought, complained
That Nature should those needless things produce,
Which not alone the sun from others gained,
But turn it wholly to their proper use:
I could not choose but grieve, that Nature made
So glorious flowers to live in such a shade.