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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?
And shade the violets,
That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.
And shade the violets,
That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.
Stars will blossom in the darkness,
Violets bloom beneath the snow.
Stars will blossom in the darkness,
Violets bloom beneath the snow.
The violets thinks, with her timid blue eye,
To pass for a blossom enchantingly shy.
The violets thinks, with her timid blue eye,
To pass for a blossom enchantingly shy.
The violets were past their prime,
Yet their departing breath
Was sweeter, in the blast of death,
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The violets were past their prime,
Yet their departing breath
Was sweeter, in the blast of death,
Than all the lavish fragrance of the time.
And the violet lay dead while the odour flew
On the wings of the wind o'er the waters blue.
And the violet lay dead while the odour flew
On the wings of the wind o'er the waters blue.
A blossom of returning light,
An April flower of sun and dew;
The earth and sky, the read more
A blossom of returning light,
An April flower of sun and dew;
The earth and sky, the day and night
Are melted in her depth of blue!
