The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose. ~ Heda Bejar
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The Flower, so small, whose sweet fragrance fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere.
German translation:
Das Blümelein, so kleine, das duftet uns so süss,
Mit seinem hellen Scheine vertreibt’s die Finsternis.
From the German carol: “Es ist ein Ros entsprungen” ~ Anonymous
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One of these days I’ll go with you. One of these days I’ll do it. One of these days I’ll stop there – I’ve always wanted to see that place, but… continue reading …
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