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Rh They heard the rustle as he smiling fled: She reached her hand to pull the roses blowing. He stretched to take the purple grapes o'erhead; Love whispered back, ''"Nay, keep their beauties growing." ''

They paused, and understood: one flower alone They took and kept, and Love flew smiling over. Their roses bloomed, their cup went brimming on— She looked for Love within, and found her lover.