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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.
The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

T. M. Dovaston


A BLOSSOM wreath of rich perfume

I for my fairest wove:

She to her beauty gave its bloom,

Its transience to her love.

I sent her then a pearl to prize:

With much she soon did part,

But kept its brilliance in her eyes,

Its hardness in her heart.