And thus the soul – if fortune cast
Its love to live in scenes less bright, –
Should bloom amidst the adverse blast: –
Nor suffer sorrow’s clouds to blight
Its outward beauty – inward light.
Thus should she live and flourish still,
Though misery’s frost might strive to kill
The germ of hope within her quite: –
Thus should she hold each beauty fast,
And bud and blossom to the last.
We’re delighting in dahlias and are reminded of this Victorian poem praising this bloom’s ability to withstand all kinds of weather.
Our thoughts and prayers go out to those who have been affected by the recent hurricanes… Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!
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