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To the Misses Williams,
On seeing their beautiful Paintings of Wild Flowers
The flowers of Spring had faded from my sight,The summer flowers had come, and quickly gone;
Autumn was here; of Flora's children bright
Asters and goldenrods were left alone.
But, in thy pleasant room, their beauteous hues
And forms we saw restored by hand of Art,
That Nature's vanished scenes again renews,
To charm the mind, and cheer the saddened heart.
There violets and houstonia sweet,
Bloodroot and blue hepatica still bloom,
And blushing roses, from their wild retreat,
Make Spring and Summer inmates of thy room;
Why roam, O Artist, to a distant land,
With lovely scenes, and flowers so near at hand?
Poem No. 499; date unknown
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