Silence. White Rose
WHITE ROSE .
Hush, sweet, hush!
Let me read in your blush,
All that you tremble and fear to tell; —
Why should you speak,
When that eloquent cheek
And those soul-lit eyes can talk so well?
Hush, sweet, hush!
Let me read in your blush,
All that you tremble and fear to tell; —
Why should you speak,
When that eloquent cheek
And those soul-lit eyes can talk so well?
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