In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love
With every leaf a miracle—and from this bush in the dooryard
With delicate-colour'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green
A sprig with its flower I break
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love
With every leaf a miracle—and from this bush in the dooryard
With delicate-colour'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green
A sprig with its flower I break
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