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Tempt not separate thorns
Let to selfish aspirations long
Without need for tempered custom
In thine growing season welcomed
Nectar and powder, pollen enthroned
Closed in thine perfect flowers fused
Destroying lily fields wondrous labor
Mended seeds produced bring neither
Lily's soft beauty or thorns walled brier
New monstrous terrors forests cannot hold
The plane soon taken in love's corrupt gold
The sweetest fruit new falling to Earth
The only tree soon to be of worth