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WILD FLOWERS 
Poetry of Flowers. 
Oh ! thou magic world of flowers, 
Fairy ministers of grace, 
Soothing all our weary hours, 
Decking every lonely place 
With tinting bright and strange, 
Glowing in a world of change. 
Hidden links of some fair sphere, 
Breathing of its hues of light, 
Ye have holy spells and dear, 
Ye have tokens for the sight; 
The spell of love, the voice of power, 
May thrill us from a fragile flower. 
