SUBLIME Calbassia! luxuriant tree, <br />How soft the gloom thy bright-hued foliage throws! <br />While from thy pulp a healing balsam flows, <br />Whose power the suff'ring wretch from pain can free: <br />My pensive footsteps ever turn to thee! <br />Since oft, while musing on my lasting woes, <br />Beneath thy flowery white-bells I repose, <br />Symbol of Friendship dost thou seem to me; <br />For thus has Friendship cast her soothing shade <br />O'er my unshelter'd bosom's keen distress, <br />Thus sought to heal the wounds which Love has made, <br />And temper bleeding sorrow's sharp excess! <br />Ah! not in vain she lends her balmy aid-- <br />The agonies she cannot cure are less!<br /><br />Helen Maria Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-to-the-calbassia-tree/
