"My sun sets to rise again."
"It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad."
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Source: Robert Browning, John Woolford, Daniel Karlin (1991). “The Poems of Browning: 1847-1861”, p.216, Pearson Education
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