Water Lillies

“Green grows the laurel on the bank.water

Dark waves the pine upon the hill.

Green hangs the lichen, cold and dank.

Dark springs the heart-ease by the rill,

Age-mosses clamber ever bright.

Pale is the water-lily’s bloom

Thus Life still courts the shades of night,

And beauty hovers o’er the tomb and loom.” – Unknown.