To see the jonquil

To see the jonquil You must not see the jonquil For a space.

To hear the flute

You must these moments turn aside

From fluted grace.

If you but cup your hands

Around your eyes

And let unbounded quiet

Be great-bowled surprise,

You will, your hand

Withdrawn, see stem and flower

And scarlet bird

With stronger vision

And hear a music till this moment

Scarcely heard.