Henri De Regnier
In the woods you will find lungwort, with its violet
and wine-coloured flower, the leaves verdigris, spotted
with white, hairy an very rough; there is a holy
legend about it. The lady's smock to which the the
saffron butterfly comes; the light crowfoot and the
black hellbore; the hyacinth which one crushes easily,
and which, crushed, has sticky brightnesses; the evil
smelling jonquil, the anemone, and the narcissus which
makes one think of the snows of Swiss mountainsides.
Translation by Amy Lowell
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