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CLASSMATE, as in young bloom of budding day, Your life of flowering years has yielded nine; I come with buds your claims of love to pay, - For every full-blown year indite a line, With hope that in these tiny gifts of mine, To each fair calyx friendship's hue may cling, And rosy joys in every petal twine, - On Marion's birthdays flowers of bliss to fling, On each fair bloss'ming Fuller fragrance bring. |
CONSECRATION OF A BISHOP | CONTENTS | A VANISHED RAY |
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