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Dante Gabriel Rossetti - A young Fir-Wood
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THESE little firs to-day are things 
            To clasp into a giant`s cap, 
            Or fans to suit his lady`s lap. 
       From many winters many springs 
            Shall cherish them in strength and sap 
            Till they be marked upon the map, 
       A wood for the wind`s wanderings. 
       All seed is in the sower`s hands: 
            And what at first was trained to spread 
        Its shelter for some single head,— 
       Yea, even such fellowship of wands,— 
            May hide the sunset, and the shade 
            Of its great multitude be laid 
       Upon the earth and elder sands.
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