The Exiles
Look ! ... the New Rose is rich and fair.
She puts imperial raiment on.
She hath the large imperial air;
But whither is the perfume gone?
Banished afar, it fled on wings
That bore it hence in haste unmeet,
With all the other cast-out things
That kept life sweet.
She puts imperial raiment on.
She hath the large imperial air;
But whither is the perfume gone?
Banished afar, it fled on wings
That bore it hence in haste unmeet,
With all the other cast-out things
That kept life sweet.
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