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Les Roses de Sâdi This morning I vowed I would bring thee my roses, They were thrust in the band that my bodice encloses; But the breast-knots were broken, the roses went free. The breast-knots were broken; the roses together Floated forth on the wings of the wind and the weather, And they drifted afar down the streams of the sea. And the sea was as red as when sunset uncloses; But my raiment is sweet from the scent of the roses, Thou shalt know, love, how fragrant a memory can be. Andrew Lang's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1190 |
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