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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420909" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Snapdragon a Riddle for a Flower Book</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Snapdragon' a Riddle for a Flower Book </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am rooted in the wall <br>Of buttress'd tower or ancient hall; <br>Prison'd in an art-wrought bed. <br>Cased in mortar, cramp'd with lead; <br>Of a living stock alone <br>Brother of the lifeless stone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Else unprized, I have my worth <br>On the spot that gives me birth; <br>Nature's vast and varied field <br>Braver flowers than me will yield, <br>Bold in form and rich in hue, <br>Children of a purer dew; <br>Smiling lips and winning eyes <br>Meet for earthly paradise. <br>Choice are such,—and yet thou knowest <br>Highest he whose lot is lowest. <br>They, proud hearts, a home reject <br>Framed by human architect; <br>Humble-I can bear to dwell <br>Near the pale recluse's cell, <br>And I spread my crimson bloom, <br>Mingled with the cloister's gloom. <br>Life's gay gifts and honours rare, <br>Flowers of favour! win and wear! <br>Rose of beauty, be the queen <br>In pleasure's ring and festive scene. <br>Ivy, climb and cluster, where <br>Lordly oaks vouchsafe a stair. <br>Vaunt, fair Lily, stately dame, <br>Pride of birth and pomp of name. <br>Miser Crocus, starved with cold, <br>Hide in earth thy timid gold. <br>Travell'd Dahlia, freely boast <br>Knowledge brought from foreign coast. <br>Pleasure, wealth, birth, knowledge, power, <br>These have each an emblem flower; <br>So for me alone remains <br>Lowly thought and cheerful pains. <br>Be it mine to set restraint <br>On roving wish and selfish plaint; <br>And for man's drear haunts to leave <br>Dewy morn and balmy eve. <br>Be it mine the barren stone <br>To deck with green life not its own. <br>So to soften and to grace <br>Of human works the rugged face. <br>Mine, the Unseen to display <br>In the crowded public way, <br>Where life's busy arts combine <br>To shut out the Hand Divine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! no more a scentless flower, <br>By approving Heaven's high power, <br>Suddenly my leaves exhale <br>Fragrance of the Syrian gale. <br>Ah! 'tis timely comfort given <br>By the answering breath of Heaven! <br>May it be! then well might I <br>In College cloister live and die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Henry+Newman">John Henry Newman</a><div class=q>
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I am rooted in the wall 
Of buttress'd tower or ancient hall; 
Prison'd in an art-wrought bed. 
Cased in mortar, cramp'd with lead; 
Of a living stock alone 
Brother of the lifeless stone. 

Else unprized,..."></div>
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