But that explains everything. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. Kapı açıldığında, önlerine büyülü ışıklarla dolu muhteşem bir şehir çıktı.
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