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A ROSE-LEAF.
A rose-leaf on the snowy deck,
The high wind whirling it astern;
Nothing the wind could know or reck:
Why did the King's eye thither turn?
The high wind whirling it astern;
Nothing the wind could know or reck:
Why did the King's eye thither turn?
“The Queen has walked here!” hoarse he cried.
The courtiers, stunned, turned red, turned white;
No use if they had stammered, lied;
Aghast they fled his angry sight.
The courtiers, stunned, turned red, turned white;
No use if they had stammered, lied;
Aghast they fled his angry sight.
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Kings' wives die quick, when kings go mad;
To death how fair and grave she goes!
What if the king knew now, she had
Shut in her hand a little rose?
To death how fair and grave she goes!
What if the king knew now, she had
Shut in her hand a little rose?
And men die quick when kings have said;
Bleeding, dishonored, flung apart
In outcast field a man lies dead
With rose-leaves warm upon his heart.
Bleeding, dishonored, flung apart
In outcast field a man lies dead
With rose-leaves warm upon his heart.
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