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"I had not considered violets late,/The wild, modest kind that spring underneath your feet/In thoughtful April days, when darlings mate/And meander through the fields in delights sweet. /The possibility of violets implied flower specialists' shops,/And retires from, and perfumed papers fine;/And gaudy lights, and mincing little pea****s/And nightclubs and cleansers, bestlovesms and stifling wines. /Such a long ways from sweet genuine articles my considerations had wandered,/I had neglected wide fields; and clear earthy colored streams;/The ideal exquisiteness that God has made, —/Wild violets timid and Paradise mounting dreams. /And presently — accidentally, you've made me dream/Of violets, and my spirit's neglected sparkle." — "Work," Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson