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[[note]] copy [[/note]] "An Orchid" Oh beauteous flower Angel of the floral kind How shall I praise thee? Sustained on thy arbor stem Thou inbibs't the air And dost radiate it to a hue; Breath of my love A poets ecstasy I [[strikethrough]] saw [[/strikethrough]] see thee as man First saw thee A cool light in all the wood Displayed in thy element Born without a seed Symbol of immortality. Albert P. Ryder