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We should not mind so small a flower -- Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back to the Lawn again. So spicy1 her Carnations2 nod -- So drunken, reel her Bees -- So silver steal a hundred flutes From out a hundred trees -- That whoso sees this little flower By faith may clear behold The Bobolinks around the throne And Dandelions gold. 点击收听单词发音
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