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HONEYSUCKLE
I thank the Honeysuckle! Both perplexity and grief
Are lessened when I find her at the bottom of the lane,
Since the confidence and courage of her young green leaf
Revive my own again.
Are lessened when I find her at the bottom of the lane,
Since the confidence and courage of her young green leaf
Revive my own again.
She hurries to be verdant, as though she understands
How Winter can be conquered by the beauty that was stored
In the buds so long preparing to be clean and wholesome hands
Uplifted to her Lord.
How Winter can be conquered by the beauty that was stored
In the buds so long preparing to be clean and wholesome hands
Uplifted to her Lord.
She notes the greedy flowering of black-thorn by her side,
And wonders how he cares to spend his excellence so soon;
For the shaping of her miracle is slow and dignified,
And busies her till June.
And wonders how he cares to spend his excellence so soon;
For the shaping of her miracle is slow and dignified,
And busies her till June.
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I thank the Honeysuckle! If I guard the holy bloom
Entrusted to my keeping, in as diligent a way,
I shall be alert and helpful in the Master's ante-room,
And scent my little day.
Entrusted to my keeping, in as diligent a way,
I shall be alert and helpful in the Master's ante-room,
And scent my little day.
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