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My Sweet Rose – Sonnet

MY SWEET ROSE How sweet and pure thy perfume grows, As sweet as seasoned showers to the ground Upon which thy gracious beauty glows, I swear my love for ever to thee bound. Ah, my sweetest rose! I long and … Continue reading

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