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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.
Extra Info:
How violets came blue. Printed in Witts Recreations, 1654, as How the violets came blue. The first two lines read:--
"The violets, as poets tell,
With Venus wrangling went".
Other variants are did for sho'd in l. 3; Girl for Girls; you for ye; do for dare.
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