Edward Fitzgerald Quote: No.7
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I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. Edward Fitzgerald | Refcard PDF ↑
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. Edward Fitzgerald | Refcard PDF ↑