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Paul Laurence Dunbar - In An English Garden
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In this old garden, fair, I walk to-day
    Heart-charmed with all the beauty of the scene:
    The rich, luxuriant grasses` cooling green,
  The wall`s environ, ivy-decked and gray,
  The waving branches with the wind at play,
    The slight and tremulous blooms that show between,
    Sweet all: and yet my yearning heart doth lean
  Toward Love`s Egyptian fleshpots far away.

  Beside the wall, the slim Laburnum grows
    And flings its golden flow`rs to every breeze.
    But e`en among such soothing sights as these,
  I pant and nurse my soul-devouring woes.
  Of all the longings that our hearts wot of,
  There is no hunger like the want of love!
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