Greg brown

Ah! sun-flower

Greg brown
Ah, sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done

Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!

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