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...the day ran by : " Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band." But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly...admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Slaking uiy mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion. Farewell, dear flowers! sweetly...

...while the day ran by, Here will I smell my remnant out and tie My life within this band. But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand." George Herbert. "\17HILE little Nellie Yempson was hurrying wildly through the...

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