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Quotes by Sarah Dowdney
I send thee pansies while the year is young, Yellow as sunshine, purple as the night; Flowers of remembrance, ever fondly sung By all the chiefest of the Sons of Light; And if in recollection lives regret For wasted days and dreams that were not true, I tell thee that the "pansy freak'd with jet" Is still the heart's ease that the poets knew. Take all the sweetness of a gift unsought, And for the pansies send me back a thought.— filed under Flowers-Pansy
The mill will never grind with the water that is past.— filed under Iii