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| To soothe my spirit’s care |
After an outstanding display in our woods and shady
hedgerows, a pageant lasting weeks the bluebells have ‘melted’ away into the
undergrowth of our woods.
The Bluebell is the
sweetest flower
That waves in summer air:
Its blossoms have the
mightiest power
To soothe my spirit’s
care.
Emily Brontë
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