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Fair flakes of wilding rose
Entwine for Seventeen,
With lovely leaves of violet
That dares not live till fields forget
The grey that drest their green with snows,
And grow from grey to green.
And when the wreath is twining,
Oh, prithee, have a care!
Weave in no bloom of subtle smell;
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