Thursday, June 13, 2013

June 6

HEARTSEASE I found, where Love-lies-bleeding
   Empurpled all the ground:
Whatever flowers I missed unheeding,
   Heartsease I found.

   Yet still my garden mound
Stood sore in need of watering, weeding,
   And binding things unbound.

Ah, when shades fell to light succeeding
   I scarcely dared look round:
"Love-lies-bleeding" was all my pleading,
   Heartsease I found.

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