"the wild honeysuckle" by philip freneaufair flower, that dost so comely grow,hid in this silent, dull retreat,untouched thy honied blossoms blow,unseen thy little branches greet:no roving foot shall crush thee here,no busy hand provoke a tear.by nature's self in white arrayed,she bade thee shun the vulgar eye,and planted here the guardian shade,and sent soft waters murmuring by;thus quietly thy summer goes,thy days declining to repose.smit with those charms, that must decay,i grieve to see your future doom;they died—nor were those flowers more gay,the flowers that did in eden bloom;unpitying frosts and autumn's powershall leave no vestige of this flower.from morning suns and evening dewsat first thy little being came;if nothing once, you nothing lose,for when you die you are the same;the space between is but an hour,the frail duration of flower.-what role, according to freneau, does nature play in the life of the wild honeysuckle?-it protects it from people.-it enhances its beauty.-it makes it dangerous for people.-it lets it die too quickly. Get the answer
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