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"More
modest than the violet,
And blushing like the rose,
I always find you hiding
where the long grass grows.
I think a rainbow gave you your
glowing symmetry;
No royal coachman ever wore
more splendid livery!
To leave you unmolested should
be my earnest wish . . .
But you are far more beautiful in
sugar, cream and dish!"
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