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Poem of the Day
The Poppies blooming all aroundTaken from 'Collected Poems'...
My Herbert loves to see;
Some pearly white, some dark as night,
Some red as cramasie:
He loves their colours fresh and fine,
As fair as fair may be;
But little does my darling know
How good they are to me.
He views their clust'ring petals gay,
And shakes their nut-brown seeds;
But they to him are nothing more
Than other brilliant weeds.
O! How should'st thou, with beaming brow,
With eye and cheek so bright,
Know aught of that gay blossom's power,
Or sorrows of the night?
When poor Mama long restless lies,
She drinks the poppy's juice;
That liquor soon can close her eyes,
And slumber soft produce:
O then my sweet, my happy boy
Will thank the Poppy-flower,
Which brings the sleep to dear Mama,
At midnight's darksome hour.
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