"Where is the land of Luthany,Where is the tract of Elenore?I am bound therefore.'Pierce thy heart to find the key;With thee takeOnly what none else wo...

The fairest things have fleetest end,Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.
The fairest things have fleetest end,Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitter...
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