TO A FLOWER
Dedicated To
HARRISON FISHER
Of New York City
DEAR little flower, so pure and white,
Blooming alone, on this green site,
Tender, sweet, and very fair.
How I should love to pluck and wear
Thee to-night, in my nut brown hair!
'Twould only be but an hour or so:-
Thus I'll pass on, and leave thee to grow.
Blooming alone, on this green site,
Tender, sweet, and very fair.
How I should love to pluck and wear
Thee to-night, in my nut brown hair!
'Twould only be but an hour or so:-
Thus I'll pass on, and leave thee to grow.
Leave thee to bloom in the warm sunlight
And close your eyes in the shades of night,
And breathe your breath of fragrance rare.
Yet, how I'd love to pluck and wear
Thee to-night, in my nut-brown hair!
Alas! 'twould be but an hour or so:-
Thus I'll pass on, and leave thee to grow.
And close your eyes in the shades of night,
And breathe your breath of fragrance rare.
Yet, how I'd love to pluck and wear
Thee to-night, in my nut-brown hair!
Alas! 'twould be but an hour or so:-
Thus I'll pass on, and leave thee to grow.
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