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A SAINT-FLOWER
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A SAINT-FLOWER
Because thou art a saint, and clothed in white,
Thou art to me the sweetest of all flowers,
And far more fragrant are thy beauty's bowers
Than those that flaunt their bloom to daily sight.
Love is a small thing, when the love is light,—
But the great love that mocketh mortal hours
And sings the clearer when the storm-cloud lowers,
Endures beyond earth's day, beyond death's night.
Thou art to me the sweetest of all flowers,
And far more fragrant are thy beauty's bowers
Than those that flaunt their bloom to daily sight.
Love is a small thing, when the love is light,—
But the great love that mocketh mortal hours
And sings the clearer when the storm-cloud lowers,
Endures beyond earth's day, beyond death's night.
Because thou art a saint, thou art a flower,
And thou art woman in that thou art saint,
And angel in thy womanhood's pure power,
Lily and rose, rich yet most free from taint;
Because thou art so pure, lo! love's mouth saith,
“Thou art more dainty than a rose's breath!”
And thou art woman in that thou art saint,
And angel in thy womanhood's pure power,
Lily and rose, rich yet most free from taint;
Because thou art so pure, lo! love's mouth saith,
“Thou art more dainty than a rose's breath!”
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