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<h3>IX</h3>
<h3><i>The Rose-Colored Camelia-Tree</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">Stained by the ardent silver of the stars,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Glitter the leaves, a challenge to the day—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The bright, fierce flame of naked scimitars<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Holds still the argent night, folded away.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Challenging day, yet, lovelier than light,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Blushing with dawn the flick’ring leaves between,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Burn the rose blossoms, traitors to the night—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Color of joy upon the tranquil green.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Brave to the amorous sun, who, fearing, grieves,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">At last the tree’s whole heart with love is crowned—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The rose-red flowers warm against the leaves,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The rose-red petals sweet against the ground.<br/></span></div>
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