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Roses by George Eliot

By George Eliot

Topics: love-shayari, nature-poetry

You love the roses - so do I. I wish The sky would rain down roses, as they rain From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be pink and white And soft to tread on. They would fall as light As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!

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"You love the roses - so do I. I wish..."

"Roses" by George Eliot is a love and nature english poem consisting of 7 lines. This English poem by George Eliot demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "You love the roses - so do I. I wish The sky would rain down roses, as they rain...", this piece explores themes of love and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. George Eliot's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About George Eliot

George Eliot (1819–1880) was the pen name of Mary Ann Evans, an English novelist and poet. Her novels "Middlemarch" and "Silas Marner" are masterpieces of Victorian fiction. Her poetry explores philosophy, nature, and human relationships.

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