Found
By Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749–1832)

I WANDERED lonely
Beneath the trees,
And sought for nothing,
But strolled at ease.

There in the shadows
A flower grew,
Like starlight beaming,
Like eyes so blue.

I sought to break it,
But heard it say:
“Shall I be broken
To fade away?”

I dug it out then
With roots and all,
And bore it home to
My garden small.

Again it’s planted
And finds repose;
And now as ever
It blooms and grows.