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Danh ngôn của Henry Austin Dobson (Sứ mệnh: 7)

Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.
Love comes unseen; we only see it go.
I intended an Ode, And it turned to a Sonnet.
What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!