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 1 Intro,  1|       the heart turning to God. Flowers and rivers, the blowing
 2 Text,  10| meditations and leave aside thy flowers and incense! What harm is
 3 Text,  18|    melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves. ~
 4 Text,  20|      the burden of faded futile flowers I wait and linger. ~The
 5 Text,  40|     passers-by come and take my flowers, one by one, and my basket
 6 Text,  47|  ripples of bird songs; and the flowers were all merry by the roadside;
 7 Text,  53|      dark, and perfume of babla flowers came from the bend of the
 8 Text,  61|       clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints---when
 9 Text,  61|         honey in the cup of the flowers and why fruits are secretly
10 Text,  68|  tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. ~It is the same life that
11 Text,  80|     into blossoms, and ripening flowers into fruitfulness. ~I was
12 Text,  80|     garden full with wonders of flowers. ~
13 Text,  81|        ages bloom and fade like flowers. Thou knowest how to wait. ~
14 Text,  87|        tidings of flowers---the flowers that for your worship are
15 Text,  88|    thick of work. ~Let then the flowers come out in my garden, though
16 Text,  90|         be ever thine own. ~The flowers have been woven and the