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THE MALLOWS
How delicate they stand above the box,
Against the fragile breath of summer seen
Within the garden's walls of emerald green
(Dull cloistral hedges) and tall hollyhocks
Starring the flowery distance! airy flocks
Of veinèd petals hover there, and lean,
Turned earthward, toward us, in the hush and sheen,—
Our mallows, once more in the well-loved walks!
Against the fragile breath of summer seen
Within the garden's walls of emerald green
(Dull cloistral hedges) and tall hollyhocks
Starring the flowery distance! airy flocks
Of veinèd petals hover there, and lean,
Turned earthward, toward us, in the hush and sheen,—
Our mallows, once more in the well-loved walks!
Oh, blest succession of the lengthening years,
That brings again our annual holiday,
And beautifies this season of our tears
With former sights, and the familiar ray,
Shining upon us from above the spheres,
While flower and shrub keep the old heavenly way!
That brings again our annual holiday,
And beautifies this season of our tears
With former sights, and the familiar ray,
Shining upon us from above the spheres,
While flower and shrub keep the old heavenly way!
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