Alice Freeman Palmer Poems

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1.
The Butterfly

I hold you at last in my hand,
Exquisite child of the air.
Can I ever understand
How you grew to be so fair?
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2.
Hallowed Places

I pass my days among the quiet places
Made sacred by your feet.
The air is cool in the fresh woodland spaces,
The meadows very sweet.
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