Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volumen1W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 páginas |
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... rose Not for the Sultan buds and blows ! Not for the Sultan Shah - Zaman When he goes to the city Ispahan . Then at a wave of her sunny hand The dancing - girls of Samarcand Glide in like shapes from fairy - land , Making a sudden mist ...
... rose Not for the Sultan buds and blows ! Not for the Sultan Shah - Zaman When he goes to the city Ispahan . Then at a wave of her sunny hand The dancing - girls of Samarcand Glide in like shapes from fairy - land , Making a sudden mist ...
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... roses , - Clasp my Rose of Roses ! Hasten your speed , O weary Camel - driver ! There is a catch in the bells , a lull , a drift to silence ; Night will be here , Heavy the way , Far lies the City— Far ! And the Gates close , Hassán ...
... roses , - Clasp my Rose of Roses ! Hasten your speed , O weary Camel - driver ! There is a catch in the bells , a lull , a drift to silence ; Night will be here , Heavy the way , Far lies the City— Far ! And the Gates close , Hassán ...
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... roses , roses ; Ever we stayed to pull A white little rose , and a red little rose , And a lock of silver wool . Nobody heeded , —none , none ; And when True Love came by , They thought him naught but the shepherd - boy Nobody knew but ...
... roses , roses ; Ever we stayed to pull A white little rose , and a red little rose , And a lock of silver wool . Nobody heeded , —none , none ; And when True Love came by , They thought him naught but the shepherd - boy Nobody knew but ...
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