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What tho' we see it break before us into flowers,<br/>
This garden where we pass the clear and silent hours?<br/>
In our two hearts are spirit-flow'rs unfurled,<br/>
Where blooms the fairest garden in the world.<br/>
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<span style="margin-left: 1em;">For as flow'rs we live and breathe</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">When in laughter love breaks forth,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And our sorrows sigh like trees</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">In the dark winds from the North;</span><br/>
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For we live as limpid lakes at calm<br/>
That mirror roses heavy with their balm,<br/>
And rich vermilion lilies of the South,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Each like a warm red mouth;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">For we utter all delight</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">That leaps in feasts and in the spring</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">When in vows our words take flight,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Soar exultant on the wing.</span><br/>
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Oh! what flowers are in our hearts unfurl'd<br/>
Within the fairest garden in the world!<br/>
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