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With careless joy we thread the woodland ways
And reach her broad domain.
Thro' sense of strength and beauty, free as air.
We feel our savage kin,
And thus alone with conscious meaning wear
The Indian's moccasin!

— Elaine Goodale Eastman

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The seal and guerdon of wealth untold
We clasp in the wild marsh marigold.

Nature's Coinage; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)

The starry, fragile windflower,
Poised above in airy grace,
Virgin white, suffused with blushes,
Shyly droops her lovely face.

The First Flowers; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)

Thy subtle charm is strangely given,
My fancy will not let thee be, ,
Then poise not thus 'twixt earth and heaven,
O white anemone!

Anemone; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)

Death in the wood,—
In the death-pale lips apart;
Death in a whiteness that curdled the blood,
Now black to the very heart:
The wonder by her was formed
Who stands supreme in power;
To show that life by the spirit comes
She gave us a soulless flower!

Nature lies disheveled, pale,
With her feverish lips apart,—
Day by day the pulses fail,
Nearer to her bounding heart;
Yet that slackened grasp doth hold
Store of pure and genuine gold;
Quick thou comest, strong and free,
Type of all the wealth to be,—
Goldenrod!

Goldenrod; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)

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