Wilde, Oscar, 1854-1900, Robinson, Charles, ill · New York : Brentano's · leaf 53
SHE \VII.I, PASS .MR BY THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE and her hand will be clasped in mine. Butthere is no red rose in my garden, so I shall sitlonely, and she will pass me by. She will haveno heed of me, and my heart will break. Here indeed is the true lover, said theNightingale. What I sing ol, he…
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