O dainty Pansy! hooded all in blue,
With chastely folding cloak of green,
A maid whom Eros never knew,
Nor Love has Seen!
I yet must fancy, scarce dreamt by thee
That 'neath thy most discreetest thought
There lurks a will which may be taught
By Love - and me!
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