Read Poem: Poem on a Flower, by Tom Evans

My flower was laden with dew,
So pink, so moist, and open;
Like lips that are parted in two,
Her center, her tongue, was golden.

And crossed by green blades of grass,
Formed in a triumphal arch;
Through which some great man could pass,
Or some great army march.

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