the rose garden of persia ps 152 the distraction how can i livewhere thou art not in dreams i trace thy image stilli see thee and i curse ray lot i wakeand all is chillthe deserts faithless waters spread a snare to lui e me onmy thirsty soul is vainly led i stoopthe wave is gone thefeveredthoughts that on me preydeaths sea alone can sweep away1 found the bird of paradise that long i sought with carefate snatched it froni my longing eyes i helddespair though khizzer girt with mysticspell had seemed to be my guidescarce had i reached the blessed well its source w 2awpa28.jpg from 华体会注册登录▌网站ag208 cc▌⅗≒• onmy View Photo