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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Herb Of Grace</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Find some freckled fern seed to sprinkle in your shoes<br>And you may step invisible down the peopled street,<br>Or curve about the apple boughs like swallows if you choose,<br>Lifted by the elfin wings that tingle in your feet.<br>Oh, you may cull a-many sweets with fern seed iin your shoe!<br>But leave alone the rue--<br>Little boy, little girl,<br>Leave alone the rue!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Keep the downy dittany and storms will bring you calm,<br>Fill a vervain pillow for a thought-grieved head;<br>Cherish balm whene'er you can, there's none too much of balm,<br>And never stop for rosemary, 'twill follow where you tread.<br>Taste the scarlet love-apple, if youth will drive you to,<br>But leave alone the rue--<br>Fair lass, fine lad,<br>Leave alone the rue!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mix tansy in your Easter cake and earn a placid year,<br>For though you cross the Little Folk they cannot then offend;<br>Give a spray and take a spray of ivy from your dear,<br>But pay with coin for parsley, or its price will be a friend.<br>Wear a four-leafed clover and the charm will win you through;<br>But leave alone the rue--<br>Grave man, wise woman,<br>Leave alone the rue!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lovelier than wealth is laughing potentilla's gold,<br>Eyebright is beautiful and kind to eyes that weep;<br>Rich herbs of healing the wild glens hold<br>With hemlock and foxglove for those sick for sleep.<br>Surely there are flowers enough and strong leaves too!<br>Must you gather rue?<br>Poor things, poor things,<br>Leave alone the rue!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come the aged creeping, each with wreaths for his own grave,<br>Dried roses, laurel leaves, wisps of dead grass,<br>Young-eyed forget-me-nots that old tears lave,<br>Heartsease, and love-lies-bleeding, bare thorns, alas!<br>Choice of life's harvesting that tells the tale true!<br>And all carry rue,<br>Evergreen, bitter green,<br>All carry rue!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elsie+Cole">Elsie Cole</a><div class=q>
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And you may step invisible down the peopled street,
Or curve about the apple boughs like swallows if you choose,
Lifted by the elfin wings that tingle in your feet.
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