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Writ in a fair charáctery of flowers
Writ in a fair charáctery of flowers
Full oft are queenly names. Some bud that blows
Dreams itself on superbly to a rose,
Wears odorous purple through the passing hours,
And breathes a tale of queenship to its bowers.
What finds our Queen in yonder plant that grows
No iridescent colours to disclose,
No waft of scent wherewith to endow the showers—
That little feeble frond trifoliate,
The symbol of a nation's passionate heart—
In every Irish glen belovèd much?
Lo! with a tender and a subtle art,
As an old Saint with types, a Queen of late
Colour'd it with the summer of her touch.
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