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Wayside Flowers

Pluck not the wayside flower,

It is the traveller's dower;

A thousand passers-by Its beauties may espy,

May win a touch of blessing From Nature's mild caressing.

The sad of heart perceives A violet under leaves Like sonic fresh-budding hope;

The primrose on the slope A spot of sunshine dwells,

And cheerful message tells Of kind renewing power;

The nodding bluebell's dye Is drawn from happy sky.

Then spare the wayside flower!

It is the traveller's dower.

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William Allingham

William Allingham (19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889) was an Irish poet, diarist and editor. He wrote several volumes of lyric verse, and his poe…

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