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Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Fairest of Them all

I wish I were the lily's leaf
To fade upon that bosom warm,
Content to wither, pale and brief,
The trophy of thy paler form.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Yet, the great ocean hath no tone of power
Mightier to reach the soul, in thought's hushed hour,
Than yours, ye Lilies! chosen thus and graced!
~ Felicia D. Hemans
Gracious as sunshine, sweet as dew
     Shut in a lily's golden core.
       ~Margaret J. Preston

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