Flower Fables, Part 3 of 7
The Sleepy Bookshelf
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The Sweet Dews of the Little Flower
The firefly was made for heaven, and can never come to shine like the bird. Unfold thy leaves, my daughter, and let the fly depart. Care only for true beauty and seek for no other. There will be grief and trouble in that wilful little heart. Then shouldst thou not be grateful for all this kindly care? And strive to keep thyself most innocent and fair?
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