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 "title": "The Grafted Bud",
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 "poet": "Mary Weston Fordham",
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 "book": "Magnolia Leaves",
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  "venue": "Magnolia Leaves (1897)",
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    "text": "Life’s stormy surge had scarcely touched",
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    "text": "Her blooming, beauteous brow,",
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    "text": "When rudely torn from earthly bliss,",
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    "text": "A budded, broken flower.",
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    "text": "Methinks I see her brilliant eye,",
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    "text": "When smiles played softly there,",
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    "text": "As gentle as the summer’s breeze,",
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    "text": "So radiant, sweet and clear.",
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    "text": "But ah! frail nature gave away,",
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    "text": "And she was doomed to die,",
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    "text": "So young in years, so bright, so fair.",
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    "text": "In the cold grave to lie.",
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    "text": "So to the realms of light and life",
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    "text": "Her uncaged spirit fled;",
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    "text": "There to remain until the trump",
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    "text": "Shall sound to wake the dead.",
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    "text": "There with the Saviour she abides,",
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    "text": "There tunes the sacred lyre,",
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    "text": "Regardless of th’ impending day,",
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    "text": "And dreading not its ire.",
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