Showing posts with label Robert Burns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Burns. Show all posts

Monday, September 14, 2009

But pleasures are like poppies spread

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But pleasures are like poppies spread:

You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white then melts for ever ...
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~ Robert Burns
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