“White as the blossoms which the almond tree,
Above its bald and leafless branches bears.”

—  Margaret Junkin Preston

The Royal Preacher, Stanza 5, reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 19.

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