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p. 82


Golden pulse grew on the shore,
  Ferns along the hill,
And the red cliff roses bore
  Bees to drink their fill;

Bees that from the meadows bring
  Wine of melilot,
Honey-sups on golden wing
  To the garden grot.

But to me, neglected flower,
  Phaon will not see,
Passion brings no crowning hour,
  Honey nor the bee.

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