The Hesperides & Noble Numbers/Hesperides/Upon Julia's Recovery
9. UPON JULIA'S RECOVERY.
Droop, droop no more, or hang the head,
Ye roses almost withered;
Now strength and newer purple get,
Each here declining violet.
O primroses! let this day be
A resurrection unto ye;
And to all flowers ally'd in blood,
Or sworn to that sweet sisterhood:
For health on Julia's cheek hath shed
Claret and cream commingled;
And those her lips do now appear
As beams of coral, but more clear.
Beams, perhaps here = branches: but cp. 440.