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XI. SWEET VIOLETS.
Sweet violets, once more I view
Your lovely petals white and blue!
Your odorous breath once more I feel
Like far-off music o'er me steal,
While tearful joys my soul imbue.
Your lovely petals white and blue!
Your odorous breath once more I feel
Like far-off music o'er me steal,
While tearful joys my soul imbue.
Ye glisten as with childhood's dew;
I see the banks where then ye grew;
Founts of remembrance ye unseal,
Sweet violets.
I see the banks where then ye grew;
Founts of remembrance ye unseal,
Sweet violets.
For children still your fragrance strew—
For ever fair, for ever new:
But while fresh beauties ye reveal,
Still to the fading Past appeal:
Be kind to Hope, to Memory true,
Sweet violets.
For ever fair, for ever new:
But while fresh beauties ye reveal,
Still to the fading Past appeal:
Be kind to Hope, to Memory true,
Sweet violets.
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