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A FLOWER-GIRL SINGS by MARGARET COMBS PINNEY

First Line: WREATHS FOR YOUR GRAVE, CROCUS AND HYACINTH
Last Line: ALL HAIL, KORALLION!
Subject(s): GRAVES; WELLESLEY COLLEGE; TOMBS; TOMBSTONES;

WREATHS for your grave, crocus and hyacinth,
Unmindful colocinth,
Parsley and daffodil,
Dark violets from gray Hymettos' hill
I wreathe for you whom no sun looks upon
Death-crowned Korallion.

We stood here yesterday, and passersby
Raised unto you their cry;
Grave worshippers, climbing Akropolis,
To you that bound your wreaths for gloomy Dis,
"Wreaths for the wise Maid of the Parthenon,
Sun-loved Korallion!"

You have laughed and faded, and the wreaths are bright
You wove last night.
You wander in the amaranthine glades
Shadow amid the shades.
Men cry their greetings to another one....
All hail, Korallion!



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