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JEWEL-WEED, by                    
First Line: Thou lonely, dew-wet mountain road
Last Line: "and blur the dream!"
Subject(s): Aging; Nature - Religious Aspects; Roads; Travel; Weeds; Paths; Trails; Journeys; Trips


Thou lonely, dew-wet mountain road,
Traversed by toiling feet each day,
What rare enchantment maketh thee
Appear so gay?

Thy sentinels, on either hand
Rise tamarack, birch and balsam-fir,
O'er the familiar shrubs that greet
The wayfarer;

But here's a magic cometh new —
A joy to gladden thee, indeed:
This passionate out-flowering of
The jewel-weed,

That now, when days are growing drear,
As summer dreams that she is old,
Hangs out a myriad pleasure-bells
Of mottled gold!

Thine only, these, thou lonely road!
Though hands that take, and naught restore,
Rob thee of other treasured things,
Thine these are, for

A fairy, cradled in each bloom,
To all who pass the charmèd spot
Whispers in warning: — "Friend, admire, —
But touch me not!

"Leave me to blossom where I sprung,
A joy untarnished shall I seem;
Pluck me, and you dispel the charm
And blur the dream!"





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