Nature lies disheveled, pale,
With her feverish lips apart,-
Day by day the pulses fail,
Nearer to her bounding heart;
Yet that slackened grasp doth hold
Store of pure and genuine gold;
Quick thou comest, strong and free,
Type of all the wealth to be,-
Goldenrod! (Elaine Goodale Eastman)

Nature lies disheveled, pale, With her feverish lips apart,- Day by day the pulses fail, Nearer to her bounding heart; Yet that slackened grasp doth hold Store of pure and genuine gold; Quick thou comest, strong and free, Type of all the wealth to be,- Goldenrod!

Elaine Goodale Eastman

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