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O flower of all the world, O flower of all, / The garden where thou dwellest is so fair, / Thou art so goodly, and so queenly tall, / Thy sweetness scatters sweetness everywhere, / O flower of all!
O flower of all the years, O flower of all, / A day beside thee is a day of days; / Thy voice is softer than the throstle's call, / There is not song enough to sing thy praise, / O flower of all!
O flower of all the years, O flower of all, / I seek thee in thy garden, and I dare / To love thee; and though my deserts be small, / Thou art the only flower I would wear, / O flower of all!