![[Picture: Dark Passion Flowers]](https://www.fromoldbooks.org/Meredith-Lucile/pages/160-thick-passion-flowers/160-thick-passion-flowers-q90-1651x922.jpg "[Picture: Dark Passion Flowers]")
Flowers, some open and some closed, and leaves, and goth swirls.
It wanted but two rosy hours
From the noon, when they pass’d through the thick passoin flowers
Of the little wild garden that dimpled before
The small house where their carriage now stopp’d, at Bigorre.
