Wednesday, April 25, 2012

To The Moon Flower Comments

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PALE, climbing disk, who dost lone vigil keep
When all the flower-heads droop in drowsy swoon;
When lily bells fold to the zephyr’s tune,
And wearied bees are lapped in sugared sleep;
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Craven Langstroth Betts
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