al Gilani(?) "Songs of the Ghilanis""The spring is come, we must pluck roses;
we must kiss the lips of maidens. Maidens' lips
are cardamons and cloves. Sweet maidens, offer
them as presents to young men."
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
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Your tribute to spring?
I AM starting to develop a fever... and it's NOT for more cowbell. ;)
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