Out Of The Rose
Out Of The Rose by William Butler Yeats One winter evening an old knight in rusted chain-armour rode slowly along the woody southern slope of
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Out Of The Rose by William Butler Yeats One winter evening an old knight in rusted chain-armour rode slowly along the woody southern slope of
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پایگاه خبری شاعر از سال 1382 در جهت نشر و انعکاس رویدادهای فرهنگی، هنری و ادبی و انعکاس آثار شاعران و نویسندگان فارسی زبان شروع به فعالیت کرده است. و در سال 1394 با مجوز شمازه75934 معاونت مطبوعاتی وزارت فرهنگ و ارشاد اسلامی با نام پایگاه خبری شاعر شروع به فعالیت کرده است.
