“With drooping bells of clearest blue
Thou didst attract my childish view,
Almost resembling
The azure butterflies that flew
Where on the heath thy blossoms grew
So lightly trembling.”

—  Reginald Heber

The Harebell reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 353.
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