Charles Hanson Towne (Чарльз Хэнсон Таун)

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I drink the fragrance of the rose,
And yet she has more wealth to give,
The perfume from her red heart flows,
And tells me it is sweet to live.   
The rose is forever giving.
I drink the nectar of your love,
I cannot drain your chalice heart,
Dear, is it filled from heav'n above?   
What is the secret, what the art?
For you are forever loving.

1. An Autumn Leaf
2. A Broken Friendship
3. City Children
4. Waiting
5. Haunted

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