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One Perfect Rose . A single flow’r he sent me, since we met. All tenderly his messenger he chose; Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet – One perfect rose. . I know the language of the floweret ‘My fragile leaves,’ it said, ‘his heart enclose.’ Love long has taken for his amulet One perfect […]

The Lake Isle of Innisfree . I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made. Nine bean rows will I have there and a hive for the honey-bee, And live all alone in the bee loud glade . And I shall have some […]