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Early violets blue and white
Dying for their love of light.
Early violets blue and white
Dying for their love of light.
Violet! sweet violet!
Thine eyes are full of tears;
Are they wet
Even yet
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Violet! sweet violet!
Thine eyes are full of tears;
Are they wet
Even yet
With the thought of other years?
Hath the pearl less whiteness
Because of its birth?
Hath the violet less brightness
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Hath the pearl less whiteness
Because of its birth?
Hath the violet less brightness
For growing near earth?
Welcome, maids of honor,
You doe bring
In the spring,
And wait upon her.
Welcome, maids of honor,
You doe bring
In the spring,
And wait upon her.
Again the violet of our early days
Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun,
And kindles into read more
Again the violet of our early days
Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun,
And kindles into fragrance at his blaze.
Surely as cometh the Winter, I know
There are Spring violets under the snow.
Surely as cometh the Winter, I know
There are Spring violets under the snow.
The eyes of spring, so azure,
Are peeping from the ground;
They are the darling violets,
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The eyes of spring, so azure,
Are peeping from the ground;
They are the darling violets,
That I in nosegays bound.
The modest, lowly violet
In leaves of tender green is set;
So rich she cannot hide from read more
The modest, lowly violet
In leaves of tender green is set;
So rich she cannot hide from view,
But covers all the bank with blue.
