Plant Blindness and Tennyson’s The Flower
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Once in a golden hour
I cast to Earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
To and fro they went
Thro’ my garden-bower,
And muttering discontent
Cur’d me and my flower.
Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light
“Sow’d it far and wide/ By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried, ‘Splendid is the flower!’”