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entered the meadow till in places they snowed the green over with their whiteness. Spring scattered through their ranks thousands of golden dandelions that there might be miniature suns amongst the stars. Then in multitudes came the envious buttercups like the onrush of an enemy: they rose suddenly from the corner of the grass and held their gilded chalices high to catch the first sweetness of the dew: they grew till they almost hid from view the snowy stars and golden suns, and their envy made them bitter, so bitter indeed that the low uddered cows, pasturing in the meadow, passed them over and left them to grow tall and rank as weeds in their pride: then their stems became coarse and overloaded with blossoms no longer like shapely cups of gold but spread and gross.
There they are now as high as

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