Heath flowers being a collection of poems, chiefly lyrical, written in the Highlands. By William Glen |
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THE LILY AND THE ROSE.
The Lily and Rose did once fondly unite,
In the cheeks of the Maid of my heart,
And I fervently trusted that nothing would blight
The sweet blossoms, or cause them to part.
In the cheeks of the Maid of my heart,
And I fervently trusted that nothing would blight
The sweet blossoms, or cause them to part.
But to far distant climes I was destined to rove,
And fair breezes were kissing the sail;
'Twas then that I trembled and feared for my love,
For the bloom of the rose-bud grew pale.
And fair breezes were kissing the sail;
'Twas then that I trembled and feared for my love,
For the bloom of the rose-bud grew pale.
The fair Lily crept o'er the bonny red Rose,
And asserted the cheeks were her own;
While the cowardly Rose, as if chaced by her foes,
Abjured the beautiful throne.
And asserted the cheeks were her own;
While the cowardly Rose, as if chaced by her foes,
Abjured the beautiful throne.
But O! when the gallant ship dashed thro' the sea,
And I snatched the last kiss on the shore;
While the boat's crew were only awaiting for me,
Bidding farewel to her I adore.
And I snatched the last kiss on the shore;
While the boat's crew were only awaiting for me,
Bidding farewel to her I adore.
For a moment the rose-bud bloomed lovely and gay,
But, ah! 'twas the sign of despair;
In a tear-storm of woe it evanished away,
And the Lily reigned paramount there.
But, ah! 'twas the sign of despair;
In a tear-storm of woe it evanished away,
And the Lily reigned paramount there.
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