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Sunday, 24 July 2016

I Have A White Rose To Tend (Verse XXXIX) - José Martí

I have a white rose to tend
In July as in January;
I give it to the true friend
Who offers his frank hand to me.
And for the cruel one whose blows
Break the heart by which I live,
Thistle nor thorn do I give:
For him, too, I have a white rose.
Jose Marti (1853 - 1895)  Cuba
Translated by Manuel A. Tellechea
Source: All Poetry
Posted by Bruce-the-Sheep at 13:06

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous24 July 2016 at 20:46

    Enjoyed this. Kind of you to share.

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