• @meleethecat
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    47 months ago

    There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream. There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men’s fingers call them

    • @Aslanta
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      1 month ago

      That’s a great one 😇. I picture her wreath a little differently now.