Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be ! Tell her, that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide... English Poems: The Elizabethan age and the Puritan period (1550-1660) - 第322页 编者: - 1909 全本阅读 -
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