Dusmanta Choudhury
A Fading Rose
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Finds she on my cheeks a fading rose
When I sojourn on the heath of woes
Where I find all night's shadows falling
As If I loiter softly along road of
evening
All her heart's sweetest love falls on me
Like a first shower after summer can be
Hear I often it in her deep heart's core
All her sweetest love is for me in store
Where on the earth her deep love lies
Read I very often its voice in her eyes
Sows her love the divine seeds of grace
None on the earth has ever got in my race
What magic her love has, unknown to my
lore
Fall down my sad days like leaves in
winter
All that's pious and sacred on the earth
Stored in her heart that grows love worth
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