How Violets Came Blue by Robert Herrick
Love on a day, wise poets tell,
Some time in wrangling spent,
Whether the violets should excel,
Or she, in sweetest scent.
But Venus having lost the day,
Poor girls, she fell on you:
And beat ye so, as some dare say,
Her blows did make ye blue.
Poem Attribution © Robert Herrick, How Violets Came Blue
Source Attribution https://www.poetrynook.com/poem/260-how-violets-came-blue
Painting Attribution © Nikita Papro, Bouquet of Violets, 1996, (“Bouquet of violets ” by Sergei Paprotskyi)
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