The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto Ii
Poem By Richard Savage
and Rose too with thorns all around
Breeze wonders when it enters the garden...
Newly blown flower
falls down on the sand
Dew Drops shedtears....
with its wonderful seven colors
when faded felt sad the blue sky....
The moon shined on full moon night
decreased and decreased and vanished one night
the darksky stoodwithoutanaddress....