Thus said the Nymph, and  thus reply'd,
, who gives the Herbs their various Pride.
She Nature aids, and is the Sylvan Pow'r,
That shapes the Leaf, and paints the woody Flow'r.
She blanches Lillies to their lovely'st White,
Whose Skin-like Beauty pleases human Sight.
Hence the blue Vervains grace the humble Shade,
And drowzy Poppies are in Scarlet clad:
Unerring Forms the growing Plant receives,
She rounds the Stem, and points th'indented Leaves.