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With a Copy of My Poems / I can write no stately proem / As a prelude to my lay;
From a poet to a poem / I would dare to say.
For if of these fallen petals / One to you seem fair, / Love will waft it till it settles / On your hair.
And when wind and winter harden / All the loveless land, / It will whisper of the garden, / You will understand.