<h2><SPAN name="chap26"></SPAN>VELVETS<br/> (BY A BED OF PANSIES)</h2>
<p class="poem">
This pansy has a thinking face<br/>
Like the yellow moon.<br/>
This one has a face with white blots;<br/>
I call him the clown.<br/>
Here goes one down the grass<br/>
With a pretty look of plumpness;<br/>
She is a little girl going to school<br/>
With her hands in the pockets of her pinafore.<br/>
Her name is Sue.<br/>
I like this one, in a bonnet,<br/>
Waiting,<br/>
Her eyes are so deep!<br/>
But these on the other side,<br/>
These that wear purple and blue,<br/>
They are the Velvets,<br/>
The king with his cloak,<br/>
The queen with her gown,<br/>
The prince with his feather.<br/>
These are dark and quiet<br/>
And stay alone.<br/>
I know you, Velvets,<br/>
Color of Dark,<br/>
Like the pine-tree on the hill<br/>
When stars shine!<br/></p>
<p class="left">
HILDA CONKLING</p>
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