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WAITING, by                    
First Line: Earth wore the beauty of promise
Last Line: I wait for what -- god knows.


Earth wore the beauty of promise
When the woodland paths we trod,
The fairies played
In the sylvan shade, --
The roses and lilies were God.

The budding rose, --
Then the rose full-blown, --
The petals have fallen all,
And the lily bells
In the sylvan dells
Are no longer stately and tall.

My heart -- like the broken lily, --
My life -- like the faded rose;
Do the fairies still play
At the close of day?
I wait for what -- God knows.





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