Flora Poem by William Morris
Flora
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am the handmaid of the earth,
I broider fair her glorious gown,
And deck her on her days of mirth
With many a garland of renown.
And while Earth's little ones are fain
And play about the Mother's hem,
I scatter every gift I gain
From sun and wind to gladden them.
Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: earth
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