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"Ah morn, when the winking
marybuds begin to ope their golden eyes..." Shakespeare |
"...open afresh your rounds of
starry folds, ye ardent marigolds." Keats |
"Stars of morning, dewdrops
which the sun impearls on every petal of every flower." Milton |
"Every magnificent petal
claims its tiny, shining sphere of starlit dew." Oliver Wendell
Holmes |
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