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THE NIGHTINGALE by ALEXEY (ALEXIE) VASSILIEVICH KOLTSOV

First Line: THE NIGHTINGALE, THE ROSE'S LOVER
Last Line: AND WHEREFORE SINGS HE SONGS AS SAD AS THIS?
THE nightingale, the rose's lover,
Through night and day sings songs above her,
But silent in her dream of innocence
She hears the strain but catches not the sense.
So oft a poet, singing to his lyre,
Pours in a maiden's ear his heart's desire;
His fiery passion throbs through every tone,
But to the gentle maid it rests unknown.
For whom, she asks, is meant this song of his,
And wherefore sings he songs as sad as this?



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