Poems (Jackson)/Eve
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N millions of pieces
The beautiful rings
And the scattered petals
Of the rose so red,
The sun, like a lover
Who is weary, flings
On the lonely earth
When the day is dead.
For works with similar titles, see Eve.
EVE.
N millions of piecesThe beautiful rings
And the scattered petals
Of the rose so red,
The sun, like a lover
Who is weary, flings
On the lonely earth
When the day is dead.