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Show The Heart That Knows, bee, thn cherry blossoms whiten all tho vsu, I.ocimtK HwliiR their cemtors, JoihiuIU kIuw v. llh llRllt. High the pliimea of lilac In the south wind away; ltoanute in the ticach blosaom cornea the Day from NlKht See Dip tender oak lemes, weaving In tho sun Iil'c work of thlr sliadows on the H M'p-cropped KTass. Can ttii'm lie unotlier when this day In ilu iip? Hold. O, heart, and graap It do not let It puss! Yet, O love, ou tell ma: "All the il.is bIiiiII Hhlni', If wo meet them lovlns; lilac, cherry, rose Hue n conitniit messaee for your heart and mine, Have a coimtant incBuat'o for the heart that knows "To each heart that knows, loe. In the kind eurth lies Tho force that tints the aster or turni tho rose to lire, A hidden llamo und subtle which never, never dies, A channeled Maine that burns, love, for the world's dislre " Maurice Francis Kuan, In Smart hot |
