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In the winter you may want the summer; in the summer, you may want the autumn; in the autumn, you may want… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
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In the embers shining bright A garden grows for thy delight, With roses yellow, red, and white. But, O my child, beware,… — Richard Watson Gilder Copy Share Image
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The Holy Scriptures praise the dew of the morning and the dew of the evening; ros matutinum, ros serotinum! Happy is he… — Philibert Joseph Roux Copy Share Image
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