To the Flower Called, Forget Me Not

Amelia Alderson Opie

1769 to 1853

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Fond memory's flower, of azure dye,
Permit thy bard one boon to crave;
When in death's narrow bed I lie,
Oh! bloom around my humble grave.
And if some tender faithful friend
Should, led by love, approach the spot,
And o'er thy flowers admiring bend,
Then say for me, Forget me not!

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