Edward Fitzgerald Quotes
Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say: / Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?
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Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry: 'Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry.
- Edward Fitzgerald
