“O! Lovely hyacinth, so purple crown’d That proudly thrusts from out its earthy bed Of all of nature’s bounties most renowned I kneel before your pot and bow my head In gratitude I huff your heady scent And with my fingers pinch your trembling stem I gaze upon your petals moist with dew And think how sweet it is, how innocent So I compose this humble requiem
This whole scene was absolute perfection
