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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.
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 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.
Steals timidly away,
Shrinking as violets do in summer's ray.
Steals timidly away,
Shrinking as violets do in summer's ray.
Early violets blue and white
Dying for their love of light.
Early violets blue and white
Dying for their love of light.
Cold blows the wind against the hill,
And cold upon the plain;
I sit me by the read more
Cold blows the wind against the hill,
And cold upon the plain;
I sit me by the bank, until
The violets come again.
A vi'let on the meadow grew,
That no one saw, that no one knew,
It was a read more
A vi'let on the meadow grew,
That no one saw, that no one knew,
It was a modest flower.
A shepherdess pass'd by that way--
Light footed, pretty and so gay;
That way she came,
Softly warbling forth her lay.
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.
