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Address D. L. SkiFF 
BOULDER, COLO. 
Sword Lil 
Proud, statelj’ lilies v;itli 3’our leaf blades 
green 
Clustered close about you like the swords¬ 
men of a queen, 
Me’er were flowers more regal, more richly 
ne’er arrayed, 
Swaying courtly minuets through garden 
sun and shade. 
Moon-white Easter lilies scent the spring¬ 
time’s shy advance; 
Fraught with storied splendor are the 
fleurs-de-lis of France; 
Tiger-lilies bold—the lilied nymphs of pond 
and stream— 
None excels your beauty, proud, yet fragile 
as a dream. 
Hold your court, then, gracious to the bees 
and humming birds; 
Trail your purple, blush pearl-pink at 
zephyr’s flattering words; 
Flaunt your golden frills to green-clad 
knights a-standing by. 
Your realm the joyous garden and your 
palace dome the sky! 
—Marjorie Skiff Rose. 
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