The lilys withered chalice falls Around its rod of dusty gold, And from the beech trees on the wold The last wood-pigeon coos and calls. The gaudy leonine sunflower Hangs black and barren on its stalk, And down the windy garden walk The dead leaves scatter,hour by hour. Pale privet-petals white as milk Are blown into a snowy mass; The roses lie upon the grass, Like little shreds of crimson silk.

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ISBN Numarası : 9786257374804
Baskı Tarihi : 2021
Sayfa Sayısı : 24
Yayın Dili : İngilizce
Baskı Boyutu : 13,5 X 21
Cilt Tipi : Ciltsiz

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