The Constant Flower

Symbol of unhappy love

Sacred to the slighted Clytie:

See how it turns its bosom to the sun;

And when the dark clouds have shadowed it,

Or night is on the sky, mark how it folds its leaves

And droops its head, and weeps sweet tears of dew:

The constant flower!

 

~ Leticia Elizabeth Landon

 

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