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Marigold
To see your pennants sigh
Of sorrow, guild, and rapture of Newfoundland November
And the regents of the clergy let now cry
Marigold
May peace fall not upon you
For the laws of such delusions are inclined to tally flaw
Black night, obvious! Black hyacinth
Blue morn, radiance, sunlit, cautious, hidden rise
Marigold of midday, none mature, none child
Carry on in strive with seeming flesh, ambition,mind, and waiver not from longing course
For to cry sweet marigold, of fond shortcomings
Tells not what future, sweet nectar, queried time shall find
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