It gives one a sudden start in going down a barren, stony street,
to see upon a narrow strip of grass, just within the iron fence,
the radiant dandelion, shining in the grass,
like a spark dropped from the sun.
to see upon a narrow strip of grass, just within the iron fence,
the radiant dandelion, shining in the grass,
like a spark dropped from the sun.
~Henry Ward Beecher
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