Wilde, Oscar, 1854-1900, Robinson, Charles, ill · New York : Brentano's · leaf 57
e cried, and Iwill sing you my sweetest song. But the Tree shook its head. My roses are white, it answered; aswhite as the foam of the sea, and whiterthan the snow upon the mountain. Butgo to my brother who grows round the oldsun-dial, and perhaps he will give youwhat you want. So the Nightingale… … 45
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