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The gentle flowers stammertheir aromatic viewsas from the walks of summerI brush the morning dews.
They murmur “ Tragic Jester,you pale, you dark, you laden,because she is our sister,
forgive your flower-maiden ! ”
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XLY
The gentle flowers stammertheir aromatic viewsas from the walks of summerI brush the morning dews.
They murmur “ Tragic Jester,you pale, you dark, you laden,because she is our sister,
forgive your flower-maiden ! ”
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