Holding fast to threads by green and silky rings, With the dawn it spreads its white and purple wings; Generous in its bloom, and sheltering while it clings, Sturdy morning-glory.
Bits of Talk, in Verse and Prose, for Young Folke, Morning Glory
Holding fast to threads by green and silky rings, With the dawn it spreads its white and purple wings; Generous in its bloom, and sheltering while it clings, Sturdy morning-glory.
Bits of Talk, in Verse and Prose, for Young Folke, Morning Glory