<h2><SPAN name="page112"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>A SUGGESTION<br/> <span class="GutSmall">To C. A. D.</span></h2>
<p class="poetry">Let the wild red-rose bloom. Though not
to thee<br/>
So delicately perfect as the white<br/>
And unwed lily drooping in the light,<br/>
Though she has known the kisses of the bee<br/>
And tells her amorous tale to passers-by<br/>
In perfumed whispers and with untaught grace,<br/>
Still let the red-rose bloom in her own place;<br/>
She could not be the lily should she try.</p>
<p class="poetry">Why to the wondrous nightingale cry hush<br/>
Or bid her cease her wild heart-breaking lay,<br/>
And tune her voice to imitate the way<br/>
The whip-poor-will makes music, or the thrush?<br/>
All airs of sorrow to one theme belong,<br/>
And passion is not copyrighted yet.<br/>
Each heart writes its own music. Why not let<br/>
The nightingale unchided sing her song?</p>
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