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MY GARDEN.

O my Garden, full of roses,
Red as passion and as sweet,
Failing not when summer closes,
Lasting on through cold and heat!
O my Garden, full of lilies,
White as peace, and very tall,
In your midst my heart so still is
I can hear the least leaf fall!

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O my Garden, full of singing
From the birds that house therein,
Sweet notes down the sweet day ringing
Till the nightingales begin!
O my Garden, where such shade is,
O my Garden, bright with sun;
O my loveliest of Ladies,
Of all Gardens sweetest one!