Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
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Anand Thakur
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
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Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.
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The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.
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Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
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Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
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Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
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Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
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Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
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I know not what to do, my mind is divided.
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Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
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For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
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You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
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He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
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All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
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The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
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There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
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