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The Tropaeolum Speciosum
When golden-poppy seeds begin to fall,
And lilies in their whiteness stand arrayed,
A flash of deep vermilion gleams to braid
For mid-July her fairest coronal.
First like a fly scarce scaped from out of thrall,
Its wings with dusky wrapping overlaid,
The shy buds cluster, then by sun's sweet aid
The fly becomes a trumpet on the wall
And lilies in their whiteness stand arrayed,
A flash of deep vermilion gleams to braid
For mid-July her fairest coronal.
First like a fly scarce scaped from out of thrall,
Its wings with dusky wrapping overlaid,
The shy buds cluster, then by sun's sweet aid
The fly becomes a trumpet on the wall
To blow forth summer's glory; poets hear
And dream of genii homes and magic flowers
To wreath the walls of some enchanter's hold,
While from a thousand horns of red and gold
From morn to noon and night is sounding clear
The music and the march of honeyed hours.
And dream of genii homes and magic flowers
To wreath the walls of some enchanter's hold,
While from a thousand horns of red and gold
From morn to noon and night is sounding clear
The music and the march of honeyed hours.
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