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The Yellow Violet

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When beechen buds begin to swell,
And woods the blue-bird's warble know,
The yellow violet's modest bell
Peeps from last-year's leaves below.

Ere russet fields their green resume,
Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare,
To meet thee, when thy faint perfume
Alone is in the virgin air.

Of all her train, the hands of Spring
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Applegracie Hupp 06 December 2020

It is beautiful poem.

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anonymous 03 November 2018

Overwhelming poem by Bryant

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