The Last Flower Poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

The Last Flower

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Rich the first flower's graces be,
But dearer far the last to me;
My spirit feels renewal sweet,
Of all my dreams hope or desire--
The hours of parting oft inspire
More than the moments when we meet!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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