| Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917. | | | | Harlem Mary | | By Samuel Woodworth |
| | | THEY sing of blue-eyed Mary, | |
| Who gathered flowers to sell, | |
| But there’s a sweeter fairy | |
| In Harlem’s flowery dell; | |
| Whose violets, pinks, and roses, | 5 |
| Display a richer bloom, | |
| ’Twere bliss to gain such posies, | |
| And taste their rich perfume. | |
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| The violet’s softest azure | |
| Is swimming in her eye; | 10 |
| The rose’s vermeil treasure | |
| On either cheek we spy; | |
| The fragrant pink’s carnation, | |
| Its nectar and perfume, | |
| In sweetest combination | 15 |
| Have dress’d her lips in bloom. | |
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| And she has learned to cherish | |
| A never-fading flower; | |
| When pinks and roses perish | |
| ’Twill still adorn her bower; | 20 |
| Its tints will never vary, | |
| Its fragrance ne’er depart, | |
| ’Twill always bloom with Mary, | |
| ’Tis planted in her heart. | | | | |
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