पेड़ोँ को शिकायत है पत्थर नहीँ बदले ,नदियोँ ने उनसे मिलने की कोशिश हज़ार की,
खारे ही रहे अब भी समँदर नहीँ बदले !अच्छा है कि कोरे कागज़ पर मेरे अक्षर भी नहीँ बदले।
"To Sorrow I bade her good morrow , And thought to leave her far away behind.... but cheerly,cheerly, She loves me dearly; She is so constant to me and so kind. I would deceive her , And so leave her But ah! she is so constant to me and so kind!"
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wonderful!!
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