The Water Lilies

The Water Lilies, white and yellow flowers,
How beautiful they are upon the lake!
I've stood and looked upon the place for hours,
And thought how fine a garden they would make.
The pleasant leaves upon the water float;
The dragon-fly would come and stay for hours,
And when the water pushed the pleasure boat,
Would find a safer place among the flowers:
They lay like Pleasure in a quiet place,
Close where the moor-hen loved her nest to make,—
They lay like beauty with a smiling face,
And I have called them ‘Ladies of the Lake!’
I've brought the longest pole and stood for hours,
And tried for years, before I got those flowers!
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