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The Violet

WN in a green and shady bed,

A modest violet grew;

Its stalk was bent, it hung its

As if to hide from view.

And yet it was a lovely flower,

Its colour bright and fair;

It might have graced a rosy bower,

Instead of hiding there.

Yet thus it was content to bloom,

In modest tints arrayed;

And there diffused a sweet perfume,

Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley

This pretty flower to see;

That I may also learn to

In sweet humility.

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