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What is green? The grass is green, With small flowers between. What is violet? Clouds are violet In the summer twilight. What is orange? Why, an orange, Just an orange!

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Christina Rossetti
Age: 64 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 5
Died: 1894
Died: December 29
Hymnwriter
Poet
Writer
London
England
Christina Georgina Rossetti
Christina G. Rossetti
Clouds
Summer
Green
Flower
Violet
Small
Orange
Twilight
Flowers
Grass

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Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing.
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