Whom, therefore, I will shun.
On every blooming tree,
And spreads her sheets o' daisies white
Out o'er the grassy lea.
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And the rosebud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.
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RGB: 115 156 97
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RGB: 174 173 107
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RGB: 234 58 76
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RGB: 233 186 121
"Funny, I feel that way about you too." He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.