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第41章 THE FAREWELL
WHAT is more beautiful Than thought, soul-fed, That I may be the crimson of a rose When dead?
My soul, so light a joy And grief will be, That it will gently press the brown earth down On me.
WHAT is more beautiful Than thought, soul-fed, That I may be the crimson of a rose When dead?
My soul, so light a joy And grief will be, That it will gently press the brown earth down On me.