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RÒSEEN-DHU

Little wild-rose of my heart,
Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu!
Why must we part,
Ròseen-dhu?
To meet but to part again!
Is it because we are fain
Of the wind and the rain,
Because we are hungry of pain,
Ròseen-dhu?
Little wild-rose of my heart,
Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu,
Where I am, thou art,
Ròseen-dhu!
If summer come and go,
If the wild wind blow,
Come rain, come snow,
If the tide ebb, if the tide flow,
Ròseen-dhu!
Little wild-rose of my heart,
Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu ...
Time poiseth his shadowy dart,
Ròseen-dhu!

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What matter, O Ròseen mochree,
Since each is a wave on the sea—
Since Love is as lightning for thee
And as thunder for me,
Ròseen-dhu!