Evening Primrose
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hen once the sun sinks in the west,And dew-drops pearl the evening's breast;Almost as pale as moonbeams are,Or its companionable star,The evening primrose opes anewIts delicate blossoms to the dew;And, shunning-hermit of the light,Wastes its fair bloom upon the night;Who, blindfold to its fond caresses,Knows not the beauty he possesses.Thus it blooms on till night is byeAnd day looks out with open eye,Abashed at the gaze it cannot shun,It faints and withers, and is done.
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