Thou unrelenting Past!
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The little wind-flower, whose just opened eye
Is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.
Weep not that the world changes—did it keep
A stable, changeless state, 'twere cause indeed to weep.
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief,
And the year smiles as it draws near its death.
And the blue gentian flower, that, in the breeze,
Nods lonely, of her beauteous race the last.
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