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I love red poppies! Imperial red poppies! / Sun-worshippers are they; / Gladly as trees live through a hundred summers / They live one little day.
I love red poppies! Impassioned scarlet poppies! / Ever their strange perfume / Seems like an essence brewed by fairy people / From an immortal bloom.
I love red poppies! Red, silken, swaying poppies! / Deep in their hearts they keep / A magic cure for woe -- a draught of Lethe -- / A lotus-gift of sleep.
I love red poppies! Soft silver-stemmed, red poppies, / That from the rain and sun / Gather a balm to heal some earth-born sorrow, / When their glad day is done.