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  • There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear; I hear;" And the lily whispers, "I wait."
  • 4 years ago



    Tags : Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes , Life Quotes , Flower Quotes
  • The woods are hush'd, their music is no more; The leaf is dead, the yearning past away; New leaf, new life--the days of frost are o'er; New life, new love, to suit the newer day: New loves are sweet as those that went before: Free love--free field--we love but while we may.
  • 4 years ago



    Tags : Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes , Sweet Quotes , Past Quotes