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and violets blue,
 * And lilies with the fragrant bell—

Ah! they can speak the love so true
 * I have no other way to tell,

And so to one for tribute meet, I bring my flowers, dewy, sweet.

And there is one I love full well
 * Beneath whose tender brooding eyes

Such little songs as in me dwell
 * Are gathered into melodies,

And heart to heart doth softly reach By music's mystic, yearning speech.

And still is one with whom I share
 * Such wisdom as the years have taught

Through sacrament of daily care
 * That life's experience has wrought;

To counsel him, console, uplift, Keep step with step—this is my gift.