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❤️Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ❤️‎Տթɾìղƙℓєs, if Due❤️Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ❤️

❤️The Song Of The Orchis Fairy❤️

The families of orchids,
❤️they are the strangest clan,
With spots and twists resembling
❤️a bee, or fly, or man;
And some are in the hot-house,
❤️and some in foreign lands,
But Early Purple Orchis
❤️in English pasture stands.

He loves the grassy hill-top,
❤️he breathes the April air;
He knows the baby rabbits,
❤️he knows the Easter hare,
The nesting of the skylarks,
❤️the bleat of lambkins too,
The cowslips, and the rainbow,
❤️the sunshine, and the dew.

O orchids of the hot-house,
❤️what miles away you are!
O flaming tropic orchids,
❤️how far, how very far!

❤️Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Cicely M BarkerƸ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ❤️

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