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MELILOT by MUNA LEE

First Line: BEHIND THE HOUSE IS THE MILLET PLOT
Last Line: ALL BUT THE SMELL OF THE WHITE MELILOT.
Subject(s): LOVE; LOVE - LOSS OF; PLANTS; PLANTING; PLANTERS;
Behind the house is the millet plot,
And past the millet, the stile;
And then a hill where melilot
Grows with wild chamomile.

There was a youth who bade me goodby
Where the hill rises to meet the sky.
I think my heart broke; but I have forgot
All but the smell of the white melilot.






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