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AN ENGLISH FLOWER
An English flower thou art and English scenes
Hath given thee half thy beauty, and thy face
From the wind's mouth that o'er our mountains leans
Hath gathered half its bright and wholesome grace;
Our rose and lily in lips and cheeks I trace;
And all the splendour of untrammelled seas
Hath passed into thy spirit,—and thine embrace
Is like the English sweet-limbed June-breathed breeze
That clings around the clover-scented leas,
Copious and gracious,—and thy heart is high
And pure and wide and fearless, and thy knees
Have never bent save under God's own sky:
Nor priest can tame nor frail creed fetter thee,
For thou art daughter of the untamed sea.
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