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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.