Phantastes, A Faerie Romance

The story goes on to tell how, at last, weary with wintriness, she

travelled towards the southern regions of her globe, to meet the spring

on its slow way northwards; and how, after many sad adventures, many

disappointed hopes, and many tears, bitter and fruitless, she found

at last, one stormy afternoon, in a leafless forest, a single snowdrop

growing betwixt the borders of the winter and spring. She lay down

beside it and died. I almost believe that a child, pale and peaceful as

a snowdrop, was born in the Earth within a fixed season from that stormy

afternoon.