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Delights the Ferns to Grow

By Amy Pezzin

In every chink delights the ferns to grow

With leaf and tawny bloom below;

These, with our sea-weeds, rolling up and down

Form the contracted Flora of the town.

such a life in the power of anything on earth

to the restless sea on some wreck,

and roaring wind he wore

on the broad beach, his life away;

silent where the river

summer day,

mingles with the sea


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