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The Garden

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How vainly men themselves amaze
To win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes;
And their uncessant Labours see
Crown'd from some single Herb or Tree,
Whose short and narrow verged Shade
Does prudently their Toyles upbraid;
While all Flow'rs and all Trees do close
To weave the Garlands of repose.

Fair quiet, have I found thee here,

And Innocence thy Sister dear!
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Loung Yang 07 April 2008

This poem is so deep. everything has a hidden meaning and i think it's wonderful. it's the meaning of life yo.

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