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THE FLORAL
KALMIA.
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force,
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Tennyson.
She is a lady
So tender of rebukes that words are strokes,
And strokes death to her.
So tender of rebukes that words are strokes,
And strokes death to her.
Shakspeare.
