Do not stifle me with the strange scent

Of low growing mountain lilies

Do not confuse me with the salubrious odor of honey suckle!

I can not separate in my mind

Sweetness from sweetness

Mimosa from wild white violets;

Magnolia from Cape jasmine!

I am from the north tide country,

I can understand only the scent of seaweed;

Salt marsh, and scrub pine riding on the breath of an amorous fog!

O do not confuse me with sweetness upon sweetness;

Let me escape safely from this gentle madness

Let me go back to the sanity

In the scent of the sea!