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A Moth the hue of this
Haunts Candles in Brazil.
Nature's Experience would make
Our Reddest Second pale.
Nature is fond, I sometimes think,
Of Trinkets, as a Girl.
What a wonderful expression from a great poetess forever my favourite 10+++++++
'Nature is fond, I sometimes think, Of Trinkets, as a Girl.' -What a beautiful, poetic thought, so nicely conceived! I am glad to see this wonderful poem as the 'Classic Poem of the Day' today!
Moth symbol of the natural innocent spirit loses itself in the splendid colorful candle fire the trinkets little value ornament for this the innocent girl also loses herself in the cruel Iustful junction of this world
Oh yes, the simplicity’s in life all have glory assigned to them! Such a wonderful poem
Beautiful! ! ! ! I love this poem