Attar Of Roses Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Attar Of Roses



The wafture of a thousand flowers is here
Concentrated from afar,
As gleams of many a steadfast sister sphere
Upon a wandering star.


And every breath in sweet remembrance bears
The blossom whence it came,
As radiance, or genial warmth, declares
The unextinguished flame.

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