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LILACS.
In some plain homestead's chamber trim
At best your beauty shows,
Where earthen pitchers, coarse of brim,
Your billowy blooms disclose.
At best your beauty shows,
Where earthen pitchers, coarse of brim,
Your billowy blooms disclose.
For here, in altering moods of May,
You seem, through toilful hours,
To stoop from lovelier state and play
The sweet plebeians of flowers!
You seem, through toilful hours,
To stoop from lovelier state and play
The sweet plebeians of flowers!
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