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Quotes by Henry H. Rusby
Times One. Columbine, Golden. Aquilegia Chrysantha. Sweet flower of the golden horn, Thy beauty passeth praise! But why should spring thy gold adorn Most meet for summer days? Well may the mighty sycamore His shelter o'er thee throw, And spring-time winds, which elsewhere roar, Breathe gently as they go.— filed under Flowers-Clover