Quote#Nature
But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grew
Quote byFelicia Hemans · 1793–1835
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Palm Tree, st. 2..
English (original)
But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grew Midst foliage of no kindred hue; Through the laburnum’s dropping gold Rose the light shaft of Orient mould, And Europe’s violets, faintly sweet, Purpled the mossbeds at its feet.
— Felicia Hemans
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In the busy haunts of men.
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