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STANZAS

ON A SPRIG OF MIGNONETTE,

GATHERED IN WINTER.

BY

BERNARD BARTON.

The lingering perfume of thy flower,Its dying fragrance, sadly sweet,Though faint to that of summer's bower,It still is soothing thus to greet.
The gusty winds, the dark'ning cloud,The chilly mists, and rain, and dews,And drifted leaves which half enshroudThy beauties,—all delight my Muse,
And boast a charm which far outviesThe grace of summer's proudest day,When varied blooms of richer dyesUnfolded to the sun's warm ray.
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