Love came to Flora asking for a flower That would of flowers be undisputed queen, The lily and the rose, long, long had been Rivals for that high honor. Bards of power Had sung their claims. "The rose can never tower Like the pale lily with her Juno mien" — "But is the lily lovelier?" Thus between Flower-factions rang the strife in Psyche`s bower. "Give me a flower delicious as the rose And stately as the lily in her pride" — But of what color?" — "Rose-red," Love first chose, Then prayed — "No, lily-white — or, both provide;" And Flora gave the lotus, "rose-red" dyed, And "lily-white" — the queenliest flower that blows.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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