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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Magnolia

  • Majestic flower! How purely beautiful
  • Thou art, as rising from thy bower of green,
  • Those dark and glossy leaves so thick and full,
  • Thou standest like a high-born forest queen
  • Among thy maidens clustering round so fair,—
  • I love to watch thy sculptured form unfolding,
  • And look into thy depths, to image there
  • A fairy cavern, and while thus beholding,
  • And while thy breeze floats o’er thee, matchless flower,
  • I breathe the perfume, delicate and strong,
  • That comes like incense from thy petal-bower;
  • My fancy roams those southern woods along,
  • Beneath that glorious tree, where deep among
  • The unsunned leaves thy large white flower-cups hung!
  • C. P. Cranch.