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THE WREATH by MELEAGER

First Line: NOW WILL I WEAVE WHITE VIOLETS
Last Line: UPON HER SCENTED HAIR.
Subject(s): FLOWERS; PERFUME;
NOW will I weave white violets, daffodils
With myrtle spray,
And lily bells that trembling laughter fills,
And the sweet crocus gay:
With these blue hyacinth, and the lover's rose
That she may wear --
My sun-maiden -- each scented flower that blows,
Upon her scented hair.


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