There was a rose that faded young; I saw its shattered beauty hung Upon a broken stem. I heard them say, "What need to care With roses budding everywhere?" I did not answer them. There was a bird, brought down to die; They said, "A hundred fill the sky- What reason to be sad?" There was a girl, whose lover fled; I did not wait, the while they said, "There`s many another lad."SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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