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FORGET-ME-NOT.
here flows the fountain silently,
It blooms a lovely flower;
Blue as the beauty of the sky,
It speaks, like kind fidelity,
Through fortune’s sun and shower—
“Forget-me-not!”
’Tis like thy starry eyes, more bright
Than evening’s proudest star;
Like purity’s own halo-light,
It seems to smile upon thy sight,
And says to thee from far—
“Forget-me-not!”
Each dew-drop on its morning leaves
Is eloquent as tears,
That whisper, when young passion grieves,
For one beloved afar, and weaves
His dream of hopes and fears—
“Forget-me-not!”
