Friday, January 3, 2003

The Rose Comments

Rating: 2.8

Beneath my chamber window
Pierrot was singing, singing;
I heard his lute the whole night thru
Until the east was red.
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Sara Teasdale
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Unnikrishnan E S 17 December 2021

Beautiful

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soliana sentayehu 30 November 2020

I think the rose poem is a really great poem.

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Mckenzie 30 November 2020

Excellent poem such magnificent poem bravo

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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh 01 August 2020

Beautiful nature nicely captured.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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