Poppy (consolation)
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We wrapt the fields of Ind in scarlet flame,
And with our "drowsy syrup" seal the eye
Repose will woo not, let the cause be shame,
The body's ill, or mental malady.May natural sleep and fairy dreams be thine,
Priced above rubies and all Orient wealth;
Of Peace and sweet Content the gift divine,
And of man's best and primal blessing - Health. (D.I.R.)Location: Scrapbook presented by Walter H. Camm. Early and Fine Printing Collection Item Number 719639
