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AN APPEAL
My name is Snowdrop. If you think
That I would rather be a Pink,
Believe me, I shall not be long
In pointing out that you are wrong.
That I would rather be a Pink,
Believe me, I shall not be long
In pointing out that you are wrong.
My duty is to be content
With what the brain of Wisdom meant
When little Snowdrops first began
Their simple partnership with Man.
With what the brain of Wisdom meant
When little Snowdrops first began
Their simple partnership with Man.
At School, beneath a roof of mould,
I learned the Alphabet of Cold,
And gained the confidence to show
My slender self to Frost and Snow.
I learned the Alphabet of Cold,
And gained the confidence to show
My slender self to Frost and Snow.
'Tis plain that all who love me best
Will treat me as a darling guest,
And let me watch the Crocus, damp
With many dewdrops, trim his lamp.
Will treat me as a darling guest,
And let me watch the Crocus, damp
With many dewdrops, trim his lamp.
But those whose pleasure is to tug
A flower in two and fill a mug
With fainting beauty, quick to see
A floral lamb, may capture me,
A flower in two and fill a mug
With fainting beauty, quick to see
A floral lamb, may capture me,
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And in a glass or china grave
(Detestable to blossom!) save
The flower that never wants to roam
An inch beyond her tiny home.
(Detestable to blossom!) save
The flower that never wants to roam
An inch beyond her tiny home.
Mercy, who's sweet as Mignonette,
Dear Children, begs of you to let
Me spend the night with stars, and not
Inside a tumbler, mug, or pot.
Dear Children, begs of you to let
Me spend the night with stars, and not
Inside a tumbler, mug, or pot.
On waking up to-morrow, dress
In coloured leaves your loveliness,
Protect your toes with shoes, and run
To watch me bathing in the sun.
In coloured leaves your loveliness,
Protect your toes with shoes, and run
To watch me bathing in the sun.
Remember, I am glad to show,
As Love arranged, my drop of snow,
And never, never, NEVER think
With stupid envy of a Pink.
As Love arranged, my drop of snow,
And never, never, NEVER think
With stupid envy of a Pink.
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