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Still to be Neat

Still to be Neat, still to be drest

Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast;
Still to be powder’d, still perfum’d: 84 more words


Who Has Seen The Wind?

Who Has Seen The Wind?

Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you:

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through. 64 more words


Lies the seed that with the sun's love, in the spring, becomes the rose!

“Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?”
― Emily Brontë, The Complete Poems…

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