Summer's days make the lovely rose, Till Winter's nights their work does close
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Summer's days make the lovely rose, Till Winter's nights their work does close. All would be gone Did it not live on In perfume to delight the nose.
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Summer's days make the lovely rose,
Till Winter's nights their work does close.
All would be gone
Did it not live on
In perfume to delight the nose.
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