I 'd be a butterfly born in a bower,

Where roses and lilies and violets meet.

Thomas Haynes Bayly (1797-1839): I 'd be a Butterfly.

There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): Lalla Rookh. The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan.

Oh, weep for the hour

When to Eveleen's bower

The lord of the valley with false vows came.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): Eveleen's Bower.

There swift return

Diurnal, merely to officiate light

Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 21.

There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): Lalla Rookh. The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan.

Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,

The sun has left the lea.

The orange flower perfumes the bower,

The breeze is on the sea.

Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832): Quentin Durward. Chap. iv.