There in the meadow, by the river side, A Flock of Nymphs chanced to espy , All lovely Daughters of the Flood thereby, With goodly greenish locks loose untied, As each had been a Bride, And each one had a little wicket basket Made of fine twigs entrailed curiously , In which they gathered flowers to fill their flasket: And with fine Fingers cropped full feateously The tender stalks on high Of every short which in the Meadow grew, They gathered some, the Violet pallid blew, The little Daisy that at evening closes , The virgin Lily, and the Primrose true, With a store of vermeil Roses To deck their Bridegrooms posies Against the Bridal day which was not long Sweet Thames run softly , till I end my song . What form of writing does the stanza illustrate? A. sonnet
B. pastoral
C. psalm
D. parable