Explore "Lines on Violets" by James McIntyre on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Once, while digging 'neath the snow, / 'Mid Canadian winter, lo!
To our joy and surprise / We saw some violets in full bloom, / Gazing at us with loving eyes, / Thanking us for opening their tomb, / Yet still they seemed so cozy and nice / Enshrined in the crystal ice, / While all else were drooping dead / Gaily they held up their head.