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Letter from Town: The Almond Tree
Letter from Town: The Almond Tree, by D.H. Lawrence

YOU promised to send me some violets. Did you forget? 
  White ones and blue ones from under the orchard hedge? 
  Sweet dark purple, and white ones mixed for a pledge 
Of our early love that hardly has opened yet. 
Here there’s an almond tree—you have never seen         5
  Such a one in the north—it flowers on the street, and I stand 
  Every day by the fence to look up for the flowers that expand 
At rest in the blue, and wonder at what they mean. 
Under the almond tree, the happy lands 
  Provence, Japan, and Italy repose,  10
  And passing feet are chatter and clapping of those 
Who play around us, country girls clapping their hands. 
You, my love, the foremost, in a flowered gown, 
  All your unbearable tenderness, you with the laughter 
  Startled upon your eyes now so wide with hereafter,  15
You with loose hands of abandonment hanging down. 

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