I. Hotly Burns The Amaryllis With Its Stars Of Red; Whitely Rise The Stately Lilies From The Lily Bed; Withered Shrinks The Wax May-Apple 'Neath Its Parasol; Chilly Dies The Violet Dapple In Its Earthly Hall. Ii. March Is But A Blust'Ring Liar, April A Sad Love, May A Milkmaid From The Byre Flirting In The Grove. June Is Rich In Many Blossoms, SHe's The One I'll Woo; Health Swells In Her Sunny Bosoms, SHe's My Sweetheart True.