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59
MARCH
Like
a fair novice who forsakes the world
Vntasted yet,
Taketh her veil of snow the half-unfurled
White violet.
Vntasted yet,
Taketh her veil of snow the half-unfurled
White violet.
At eve, a too-late lover, warm and red
The sun appears;
How may she greet him save with drooping head
And icy tears?
The sun appears;
How may she greet him save with drooping head
And icy tears?
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