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13 de mai. de 2011 · Roses by George Eliot. # A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z NEW. Rate: 5.0 / 2 votes. Get the Mug. Roses. George Eliot 1819 (Nuneaton, Warwickshire) – 1880 (Chelsea, London) Love. Nature. You love the roses - so do I. I wish. The sky would rain down roses, as they rain. From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?
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Roses. by George Eliot. You love the roses - so do I. I wish. The sky would rain down roses, as they rain. From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be pink and white. And soft to tread on. They would fall as light. As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be. Like sleeping and like waking, all at once! Tags: pink. rain.
Roses, by George Eliot | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous. George Eliot. Roses. You love the roses - so do I. I wish. The sky would rain down roses, as they rain. From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be pink and white. And soft to tread on. They would fall as light.
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Roses. by George Eliot. sister projects: Wikidata item. You love the roses--so do I. I wish. The sky would rain down roses, as they rain. From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be pink and white. And soft to tread on. They would fall as light. As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be.
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain. From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be pink and white. And soft to tread on. They would fall as light. As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be. Like sleeping and like waking, all at once! You love the roses--so do I.
Roses by George Eliot. You love the roses – so do I. I wish. The sky would rain down roses, as they rain. From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be pink and white. And soft to tread on. They would fall as light. As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be. Like sleeping and like waking, all at once! 0 (0 ratings)
