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S Violets and mignonette, crowded close together, Crowded close together on the corner of each street, Through the chilling dampness of the misty weather, Violets and mignonette--ah, so close together-- Making all the Paris day colorful and sweet! Roses faintly touched with pink; see, a soldier lingers Close beside the flower-stand, dreaming of the day When she broke a single bud with her slender fingers, Pressed it to her wistful mouth--see, a soldier lingers Dreaming of a summertime very far away. Lilacs white and pure and new, fragrant as the morning-- One pale widow, passing by, pauses for a space, Thinking of the lilac tree that once grew, adorning All a little cottage home, in life's fragrant morning; Of a lilac tree that grew in a garden place. Pansies for a thought of love, lilies for love's sorrow, Bay leaves green as hopes that live, berries red and brown; Flowers vivid for a day, gone upon the morrow, Flowers that are sweet as faith, that are sad as sorrow-- Flowers for the weary souls of a weary town. Violets and mignonette, crowded close together, Crowded close together on the corner of each street; Singing of the summertime, through the misty weather, Violets and mignonette--ah, so close together-- Making all the Paris day colorful and sweet! IV. ACROSS THE YEARS (Marie Antoinette walked down the steps of a certain Chapel on her way to the guillotine.) They say a queen once walked along the marble steps with grace, To meet grim death by guillotine--a smile was on her face, A smile of scorn that lifted her above the howling crowd, A smile that mocked at pallid fear--a smile serene and proud. Yes, it was Marie Antoinette--she walked with steady tread, She sauntered down the marble steps with proudly lifted head; And there were those among the crowd who watched with indrawn breath, To see a queen walk out with smiles to keep a tryst with death! I stood beside those marble steps just yesterday, and saw, A bride upon a soldier's arm--a poilu brave who wore A Croix de Guerre upon his breast--and oh, th
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