All verdure grows over other verdure O Saki
Every rose has rose-water in its body O Saki
The blood of the bough is broken by kind heaven
When will our penitence be proper O Saki.


Th 259

The heavens above from clouds shower eglantine,
You 'd say that blossoms rained upon the green.
In lily cups I 'll turn rose-colored wine.
Since, violet-hued, the clouds pour jessamine.

Wh 211

Like as the skies rain down sweet jessamine,
And sprinkle all the meads with eglantine,
Right so, from out this jug of violet hue,
I pour in lily cups this rosy wine.

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