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A Flower Given to my Daughter

Frail the white rose and frail are
Her hands that gave
Whose soul is sere and paler
Than time’s wan wave.
Rosefrail and fair—yet frailest
A wonder wild
In gentle eyes thou veilest,
My blueveined child.
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