The Reliquary By Bernard and Lucy Barton. With A Prefatory Appeal for Poetry and Poets |
[Dews that nourish fairest flow'rs] |
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[Dews that nourish fairest flow'rs]
Dews that nourish fairest flow'rs,
Fall unheard in stillest hours;
Streams which keep the meadows green,
Often flow themselves unseen.
Fall unheard in stillest hours;
Streams which keep the meadows green,
Often flow themselves unseen.
Violets hidden on the ground,
Throw their balmy odours round:
Viewless in the vaulted sky,
Larks pour forth their melody.
Throw their balmy odours round:
Viewless in the vaulted sky,
Larks pour forth their melody.
Emblems these, which well express
Virtue's modest loveliness:
Unobtrusive and unknown,
Felt but in its fruits alone!
Virtue's modest loveliness:
Unobtrusive and unknown,
Felt but in its fruits alone!
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