Poetry Friday: Envoy by Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

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Sweet World, if you will hear me now:
I may not own a sounding Lyre
And wear my name upon my brow
Like some great jewel quick with fire.

But let me, singing, sit apart,
In tender quiet with a few,
And keep my fame upon my heart,
A little blush-rose wet with dew.

- Envoy by Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

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Beautiful! ~Lorie Ann

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A random find!

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Colours and elements!