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O N E MARI GO L D I s a w him o n e d a y i n h i garden, S urrounded by flowers, A m ulticolored patchwork I n spangled profusion , Such a boundles confusion Of a sters and mignonettes, Heliotrope and violets, Chrysanthemu m and daffodils, Sweet Williams, pansies and j onquils, That I wondered why he passed them all Ignored each wondrous bloom Till he came to a small weak marigold . H e r e I a w him fold The pointed petal s gently, While deep i n thought he gazed i ntently At its crown of gol d . As i n h i s garden So the man was i n his world : Good to l ook u pon, Staunch of limb and noble face ; To the manner born with a natural grace To win him friends, Love, wife, home and place In the affa i rs of men, That many c ovet but seldom gain ; Possessed of boundless wealth, S urrounded by beauty, he, With youth and health Could choose a s he willed . B ut t h e u rge i n h i s heart h a d been seemingly stilled, And the l ure of the l ovely was silent and cold I n the warmth of his passion For one marigold. R . M. G.

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