I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
Opera/9.80 (Windows NT 5.1; U; zh-cn) Presto/2.2.15 Version/10.00
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
Opera/9.80 (Windows NT 5.1; U; zh-cn) Presto/2.2.15 Version/10.00
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
Opera/9.80 (Windows NT 5.1; U; zh-cn) Presto/2.2.15 Version/10.00
I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
Opera/9.80 (Windows NT 5.1; U; zh-cn) Presto/2.2.15 Version/10.00