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...darkly-wreathed, I wove a crown before her, For her I love so dearly. n. TENNYSON— Anacreontics. And buttercups are coming, And scarlet columbine, And in the sunny meadows The dandelions shine. o. CELLA THAXTEB— Spring. St. 4. The daisy, primrose, violet darkly blue; And polyanthus of unnumbered...