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QUATRAINS: A WINTER DREAM by CHARLES HANSON TOWNE

First Line: THE HOST OF FLAKES THAT FLOAT THRO' LEAFLESS TREES
Last Line: COME BACK TO WOO THE ROSES THAT ARE DEAD.
Subject(s): WINTER;
THE host of flakes that float thro' leafless trees
When pale December reigns in Autumn's stead,
Are but the pallid ghosts of myriad bees,
Come back to woo the roses that are dead.



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