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Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.

William Wordsworth
Faith, Sweet, Flower
William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.397
Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.