WITH A FLOWER. I hide myself within my flower,

　　VII.

　　WITH A FLOWER.

　　I hide myself within my flower,

　　That wearing on your breast,

　　You, unsuspecting, wear me too --

　　And angels know the rest.

　　I hide myself within my flower,

　　That, fading from your vase,

　　You, unsuspecting, feel for me

　　Almost a loneliness.