Wednesday, May 9, 2012

His Lady Of The Sonnets Iv Comments

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My love is like a spring among the hills
Whose brimming waters may not be confined
But pour one torrent through the ways that wind
Down to a garden; there the rose distills
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Robert Norwood
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Robert Norwood

Robert Norwood

New Ross, Nova Scotia
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