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 شعر دوستی انگیسیشعر دوستی انگیسی
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree— The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most constantly? The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring, Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now And deck thee with the holly's sheen, That when December blights thy brow He may still leave thy garland green  abdullah amiri
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