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White honeysuckle, “bond of love,”
  Emblem born in Orient bowers,
Whence mythic Deities have wooed,
  And told the soul’s desire in flowers.
As sweet thy breath as Eden’s balm,
  As sweet and pure. Methinks that erst
Thy flower was of our earth a part,
  Some angel hand the seed immersed
In fragrance of the lotus’ heart,
  And dropped it from the realm of calm.
And life of earth, and life above,
  Thou bindest with they “bond of love.”