A Sylvan Scene (II.)

They spying on a mountain wild
Wood of various kinds of trees,
Found under a smooth rock
A perennial spring,
Filled with clear water,
And the pebbles below shone like crystal
Or silver from the depths;
Near the spot had grown tall pines,
Poplars, plane trees, cypresses
With leafy tops, and odorous flowers,
Pleasant work for hairy bees,
Flowers as many as bloom in the meads
When spring is ending.