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MAGICAL NATURE.
1876.
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Flower—I never fancied, jewel—I profess you!Bright I see and soft I feel the outside of a flower.
Save but glow inside and—jewel, I should guess you,
Dim to sight and rough to touch: the glory is the dower.
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You, forsooth, a flower? Nay, my love, a jewel—Jewel at no mercy of a moment in your prime!
Time may fray the flower-face: kind be time or cruel,
Jewel, from each facet, flash your laugh at time!
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