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The Stock-Gilly Flowers
When hides the sun behind the hills,
And shortest days are seen;
How beautiful are Christmas flowers,
Or wreaths of Christmas green!
And shortest days are seen;
How beautiful are Christmas flowers,
Or wreaths of Christmas green!
All else has faded from my mind,
That dark December day;
Save that full wagon load of flowers,
That stood beside the way.
That dark December day;
Save that full wagon load of flowers,
That stood beside the way.
Stock-Gilly plants in bloom, for sale,
Sprinkled with falling snow;
That made the chill and wintry scene
With warmest colors glow.
Sprinkled with falling snow;
That made the chill and wintry scene
With warmest colors glow.
And many a home those flowers made bright,
When earth was brown and sere,
Or buried deep beneath the snows,
And naught around to cheer.
When earth was brown and sere,
Or buried deep beneath the snows,
And naught around to cheer.
And there, as in the open air,
They shed their sweet perfume;
Long years have passed, but linger still
Their fragrance and their bloom.
They shed their sweet perfume;
Long years have passed, but linger still
Their fragrance and their bloom.
Poem No. 787; c. 23 December 1879
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