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I | Along this same avenue, blossoming, | ||
I had noticed You had appeared. | |||
In a throat, Your brief ode filling, | |||
You had smiled tenderly. | |||
Strewn beneath the tree were [[:wikipedia:Mimusops elengi|Spanish cherry]] flowers, | |||
Tiny though they be, they carry a scent unequaled. | |||
Taking them for Your sake, I have strung a garland; | |||
I | And You had worn it. | ||
At foot of the shrub, [[wikipedia:Nyctanthes arbor-tristis|jasmine night-blooming]] were fallen, | |||
the | In the autumn season, dew-dampened. | ||
The garland was not strung, but You left, | |||
You left | Having abandoned me, on what pretext! | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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