The chill March air became sweet with the scent of heliotrope, and sweet william, and pansies, and bridal wreath.
“Whips and whips of money,” observed sweet william, the stem of his lighted pipe between his teeth.
“Fifty-seven quid,” said sweet william, when he had counted his money.
After 23 follow ten stanzas, which are transferred to 'sweet william's Ghost.'
At night it visits flowers of campion, sweet william, honeysuckle, etc.