秋日的玖瑰
Time Of Roses
It was not in the Winter
Our loving lot was cast;
It was the time of roses-
We pluck'd them as we pass'd!
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'Twas twilight, and I bade you go,
But still you held me fast;
It was the time of roses-
We pluck'd them as we pass'd!
- Thomas Hood -
(1798-1845)
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葉子 (Yeh Tze)