Poems (Kimball)/The Lilacs

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THE LILACS.
HEAVY with fragrance and with dew, I see them in the moonlight pale,—The lilac-plumes that, two and two,  Nod to the wind's low wail.
Purple and white, I see them wave,— Purple for valor, white for truth; And far away I see a grave  Where lies the flower of youth!
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