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NAMELESS PAIN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH

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First Line: IN MY NOSTRILS THE SUMMER WIND
Last Line: AND SCATTER ITS NAMELESS PAIN!
Subject(s): PAIN; SUFFERING; MISERY;
IN my nostrils the summer wind
Blows the exquisite scent of the rose:
O for the golden, golden wind,
Breaking the buds as it goes!
Breaking the buds and bending the grass,
And spilling the scent of the rose.

O wind of the summer morn,
Tearing the petals in twain,
Wafting the fragrant soul
Of the rose through valley and plain,
I would you could tear my heart to-day
And scatter its nameless pain!



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