• 'Tis spring; come out to ramble
    The hilly brakes around,
    For under thorn and bramble
    About the hollow ground
    The primroses are found.
    And there's the windflower chilly
    With all the winds at play,
    And there's the Lenten lily
    That has not long to stay
    And dies on Easter day.

    A. E. Housman (2012). “A Shropshire Lad”, p.20, Courier Corporation