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The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart
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<blockquote data-quote="neroshan" data-source="post: 209070" data-attributes="member: 8568"><p><span style="font-size: 22px"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 22px"><strong><span style="color: Blue">The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart</span></strong></span></p><p> </p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">All things uncomely and broken, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">all things worn-out and old, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">The cry of a child by the roadway, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">the creak of a lumbering cart, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue"></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">The heavy steps of the ploughman, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">splashing the wintry mould, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">Are wronging your image that blossoms </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">a rose in the deeps of my heart. </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue"></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">The wrong of unshapely things </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">is a wrong too great to be told; </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">I hunger to build them anew </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">and sit on a green knoll apart, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue"></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">With the earth and the sky and the water, </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">remade, like a casket of gold </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">For my dreams of your image that blossoms </span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="color: Blue">a rose in the deeps of my heart.</span></span></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="neroshan, post: 209070, member: 8568"] [SIZE="6"][B][COLOR="Blue"] The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart[/COLOR][/B][/SIZE] [B][SIZE="6"][COLOR="Blue"]All things uncomely and broken, all things worn-out and old, The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart, The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould, Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart. The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told; I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart, With the earth and the sky and the water, remade, like a casket of gold For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/B] [/QUOTE]
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