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River Roses

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By the Isar, in the twilight     We were wandering and singing,     By the Isar, in the evening     We climbed the huntsman's ladder and sat swinging     In the fir-tree overlooking the marshes,     While river met with river, and the ringing     Of their pale-green glacier water filled the evening.     By the Isar, in the twilight     We found the dark wild roses     Hanging red at the river; and simmering     Frogs were singing, and over the river closes     Was savour of ice and of roses; and glimmering     Fear was abroad. We whispered: "No one knows us.     Let it be as the snake disposes     Here in this simmering marsh."      KLOSTER SCHAEFTLARN

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"By the Isar, in the twilight..."

This evocative piece by D. H. Lawrence (David Herbert Richards), titled "River Roses", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...

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