 | [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
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[Oh for a single hour]
“Oh for a single hourTo have life's knot of evil and self-blame
All straightened, all undone!
As in the time when fancy had the power
The weariest and forlornest day to bless,
At sight of any little common flower,
That warmed her pallid fingers in the sun,
And had no garment but her loveliness.”
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