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Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is read more
Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower.
 As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, 
we shall never have a garden without them, both for their read more 
 As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, 
we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own 
sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love 
them. 
 Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true:
 Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,
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 Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true:
 Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,
  For ye waft me to summers of old,
   When the earth teem'd around me with fairy delight,
    And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight,
     Like treasures of silver and gold. 
 Sweet letters of the angel tongue,
 I've loved ye long and well,
  And never have failed in read more 
 Sweet letters of the angel tongue,
 I've loved ye long and well,
  And never have failed in your fragrance sweet
   To find some secret spell,--
    A charm that has bound me with witching power,
     For mine is the old belief,
      That midst your sweets and midst your bloom,
       There's a soul in every leaf! 
 Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and 
animals. Some seem to smile; some have a read more 
 Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and 
animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some 
are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and 
upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock. 
A flower, when offered in the bud, is no vain sacrifice.
A flower, when offered in the bud, is no vain sacrifice.
A wedding is just like a funeral except that you get to smell your own flowers.
A wedding is just like a funeral except that you get to smell your own flowers.
 Flowers are words
 Which even a babe may understand.  
 Flowers are words
 Which even a babe may understand. 
 The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago,
 And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer read more 
 The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago,
 And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;
  But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood,
   And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood,
    Till fell the first from the clear cold heaven, as falls the 
plague on men,
     And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and 
glen.