How the Wall-flower Came First, and Why So Called

Why this flower is now call'd so,List, sweet maids, and you shall know.Understand, this firstling wasOnce a brisk and bonnie lass,Kept as close as Danaë was:Who a sprightly springall lov'd,And to have it fully prov'd,Up she got upon a wall,Tempting down to slide withal:But the silken twist untied,So she fell, and, bruis'd, she died.Love, in pity of the deed,And her loving-luckless speed,Turn'd her to this plant we callNow the flower of the wall.