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1424 The Gentian has a parched Corolla— Like azure dried 'Tis Nature's buoyant juices Beatified— Without a vaunt or sheen As casual as Rain And as benign— When most is part—it comes— Nor isolate it seems Its Bond its Friend— To fill its Fringed career And aid an aged Year Abundant end— Its lot—were it forgot— This Truth endear— Fidelity is gain Creation is o'er— Edited by Peter Carter
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