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Edith Nesbit - The Choice
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PLAGUE take the dull and dusty town, 
    Its paved and sordid mazes, 
Now Spring has trimmed her pretty gown 
    With buttercups and daisies! 


With half my heart I long to lie 
    Among the flowered grasses, 
And hear the loving leaves that sigh 
    As their sweet Mistress passes. 


Through picture-shows I make my way 
    While flower-crowned maids go maying, 
And all the cultured things I say 
    That cultured folk are saying. 


For I renounce Spring`s darling face, 
    With may-bloom fresh upon it: 
My Mistress lives in Grosvenor-place 
    And wears a Bond-street bonnet!
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