“Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea.”

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde - “Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will...” 1

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