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Pluck thou my flower, Oothoon the mild; Another flower shall spring, because the soul of sweet delight Can never pass away.----William Blake, The Book of Thel
To long a sacrifice can make a stone of a heart---William Butler Yeats
Pluck thou my flower, Oothoon the mild; Another flower shall spring, because the soul of sweet delight Can never pass away.
----William Blake, The Book of Thel