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The Flower By The Path

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ER was growing alone,

Then alone and for ever alone:

Some one came by,

Saw the flower how fair it had grown,

Chose it, plucked it to die.

And what is a flower alone,

Then alone and for ever alone,

Come no one by?

Why should a flower be fair for its own?

Choose it, pluck it to die.

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Augusta Davies Webster

Augusta Webster (30 January 1837 – 5 September 1894) was an English poet, dramatist, essayist, and translator. The daughter of Vice-admiral Geor…

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