But pleasures are like poppies spread-
You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river-
A moment white-then melts forever. (Robert Burns)

But pleasures are like poppies spread- You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river- A moment white-then melts forever.

Robert Burns

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