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A PAIR OF FRIENDS
The Toadflax trembled when I laid
My length beside him on the hill
At Winderton, as though afraid
That I belonged to them who kill
The floral princes in a bower
Of beauty, wheresoe'er it be,
Instead of giving to a flower
Alliance, worship, sympathy.
My length beside him on the hill
At Winderton, as though afraid
That I belonged to them who kill
The floral princes in a bower
Of beauty, wheresoe'er it be,
Instead of giving to a flower
Alliance, worship, sympathy.
“Good morning, Toadflax!” I began,
While looking where to put my feet—
A highly recommended plan—
For fear of bruising any sweet
Associate of the flax. “I vow
That when my arms and legs depart
Your loveliness shall be, as now,
A temple for a feeling heart.
While looking where to put my feet—
A highly recommended plan—
For fear of bruising any sweet
Associate of the flax. “I vow
That when my arms and legs depart
Your loveliness shall be, as now,
A temple for a feeling heart.
“I do not slowly murder bloom
That takes my fancy in the wild,
And let it dwindle in a room,
As though it were a sickly child.
I want to breathe it for a time,
To learn a lesson, read a soul,
Convey the flower to rustic rhyme,
And leave it, as I found it, whole.”
That takes my fancy in the wild,
And let it dwindle in a room,
As though it were a sickly child.
I want to breathe it for a time,
To learn a lesson, read a soul,
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And leave it, as I found it, whole.”
The Toadflax bent his gracious head,
As if to bless me. There I lay
And felt how truly I was fed
By undestroying holiday.
At last I rose, but ere I went
Toward my home I thanked the flower
Wholeheartedly for having lent
So much to me for half an hour.
As if to bless me. There I lay
And felt how truly I was fed
By undestroying holiday.
At last I rose, but ere I went
Toward my home I thanked the flower
Wholeheartedly for having lent
So much to me for half an hour.
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