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ES IST NICHT WEIT HER!

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THE flowers that spring beneath our feet

We never heed,

In vain they scatter fragrance sweet,

In vain they plead.

The lilies fair we thoughtless press,

And roses red, -

O'erlook the teeming loveliness

Around us spread.

But round the silver stars that shine

Resplendent in the sky, there clings

The witchery of far-off things,

For them we yearn, - for them we pine.

A. L. H.

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