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Text for You pretty flowers (John Farmer)

You pretty flowers that smile for summer's sake,
pull in your heads before my wat'ry eyes
do turn the meadows to a standing lake,
by whose untimely floods your glory dies,
for lo, my heart resolved to moist'ning air,
feeding mine eyes, redoubles tear for tear.

(I've added your text to the page - notice the formatting used for future text additions) Johnhenryfowler 05:37, 21 February 2008 (PST)