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THE YEAR'S COLORS
THE YEAR'S COLORS
Rosy, rosy, broke the year,
Ruby red and ruby clear;
Flushed carnation through the sky;
Flamed its joys up zenith-high;
Bloomed above the spotless snows,
Opening, as a splendid rose
In among the lilies blows.
For the snow lay lily-pure
And the snow lay marble-still;
With a stainless heart, secure
From the passion that would fill
All the earth and all the sky.
Red, red, red, it mantled high!
Red, red, red, it drooped down low!
But it could not stain the snow.
Ruby red and ruby clear;
Flushed carnation through the sky;
Flamed its joys up zenith-high;
Bloomed above the spotless snows,
Opening, as a splendid rose
In among the lilies blows.
For the snow lay lily-pure
And the snow lay marble-still;
With a stainless heart, secure
From the passion that would fill
All the earth and all the sky.
Red, red, red, it mantled high!
Red, red, red, it drooped down low!
But it could not stain the snow.
Looking up the crimson height,
Looking down to perfect white,
Flame of sky and calm of snow
Seemed to mingle in the glow.
Looking down to perfect white,
Flame of sky and calm of snow
Seemed to mingle in the glow.
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