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TO A HYACINTH SONG, by                    
First Line: It captured me beyond the color's riot
Last Line: And I am unconfessed!
Subject(s): Hyacinths

It captured me beyond the color's riot,
The chime and clash
Of crimsons, and beyond the petalled quiet
Of ash to its own ash.

It was a spray of white for me to borrow,
A thought's cool rest,
When a high noon knows but a fevered morrow,
And I am unconfessed!

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