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Amy Lowell - CrownedAmy Lowell - Crowned
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You came to me bearing bright roses, Red like the wine of your heart; You twisted them into a garland To set me aside from the mart. Red roses to crown me your lover, And I walked aureoled and apart. Enslaved and encircled, I bore it, Proud token of my gift to you. The petals waned paler, and shriveled, the thorns started through. er thorns to proclaim me your lover, A diadem woven with rue.
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