 | Lyrics by John B Tabb |  |
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CHERRY BLOOM.
Frailest, and first to stand
Upon the border-land
From darkness shriven,
In livery of Death
Thou utterest the breath
And light of Heaven.
Upon the border-land
From darkness shriven,
In livery of Death
Thou utterest the breath
And light of Heaven.
Tho' profitless thou seem
As doth a Poet's dream,
Apart from thee
Nor limb nor laboring root
May load with ripened fruit
The parent tree.
As doth a Poet's dream,
Apart from thee
Nor limb nor laboring root
May load with ripened fruit
The parent tree.
| Lyrics by John B Tabb | |