HERE’S a flower for your grave,
Little love of last year ;
Since I once was your slave,
Here’s a flower for your grave ;
Since I once used to rave
In the praise of my dear,
Here’s a flower for your grave,
Little love of last year.
(Justin H. McCarthy)
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