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ONE VIOLET.

YES, I saw you twirl it in your fingers;

Yes, I saw it fall upon the floor;

Yes, of course I knelt to get it for you;

Kneeling, say, how could I not adore?

You believe I rose when I had fund it?

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Human eyes may see so very ill,

But your eyes are angel's eyes, and therefore

You should know that I am kneeling still.

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