I'm the little "Hearts' Ease!"

I'm the little "Hearts' Ease!"
I don't care for pouting skies!
If the butterfly delay
Can I therefore stay away?

If the coward bumblebee
In his chimney-corner stay,
I must resoluter be;
Who'll apologize for me?

Dear old-fashioned little flower,
Eden is old-fashioned too!
Birds are antiquated fellows,
Heaven does not change her blue—
Nor may you, the little "Hearts' Ease",
Ever be induced to do.