The new minnesinger and other poems By Arran Leigh [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
BITTER-SWEET.
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BITTER-SWEET.
O roses that for her are sweet!
O scent of new-mown hay!
O grand old chestnuts, at whose feet
The happy children play!
O scent of new-mown hay!
O grand old chestnuts, at whose feet
The happy children play!
What bitter memories ye may be,
What memories bitter-sweet;
Again beneath the chestnut tree
The little ones may meet;
What memories bitter-sweet;
Again beneath the chestnut tree
The little ones may meet;
The roses bloom in pinken spray
'Mid briary thickets fair;
But she who made the summer-day
May be no longer there.
'Mid briary thickets fair;
But she who made the summer-day
May be no longer there.
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O what, an' if the roses red,
The hay about our feet,
Should mind us of the darling dead
For whom they once were sweet!
The hay about our feet,
Should mind us of the darling dead
For whom they once were sweet!
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