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A great, nailed tree of Japonica,Red with the burnish that comes of blood—
Very rich in flowering, spreading wide:
And one beside that blows
Tender bouquets of apple-bloom rose
From the centre, or here and there ...
Our Lady! For I must think of her,
How thus she stood,
Angel-soft, as she wound about,
In and out
Pale, 'mid the blood-red Wood.
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