Flowers I Love

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that She loves On a bed of daffodil Sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.