Wild-Wood Blossoms.
Beautiful buds from the wild-wood stole—
Many a human flower,
Whose gentle spirit and wealth of soul
Furnished its earthly dower,
Hath learned, when the weight of the proud world's scorn
Hath trampled it down to fade,
That sensitive hearts and delicate plants
Should blossom amid the shade.
Many a human flower,
Whose gentle spirit and wealth of soul
Furnished its earthly dower,
Hath learned, when the weight of the proud world's scorn
Hath trampled it down to fade,
That sensitive hearts and delicate plants
Should blossom amid the shade.
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