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Unquenchable thirst of love…
sonnet book
(Part one)
The name of rose
Sonnet 119

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I pray to smoke-blue bush of lilac

I pray to apple-tree in bloom

I worship Lord's ingenious findings

And glorify the beauty's grove.


The beauty, clear and pristine

That tempts us through the centuries

Like lady's precious memory

Like lovely eyelids flickering


Like Rose's scent so fragrant.

Oh, flight of butterfly, so frail!

For me you always will be sacred

Soul always looks for beauty's trail


The whole world it can roll down

But love is still its only crown!


Unquenchable thirst of love…

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