[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||
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PROHIBITION.
PRIVET.
So soft is her sigh and so sweet is her smile,Even though she prohibits our pleasure the while—
That pleasure is robbed of its charm by her voice,
And e'en in her chiding we learn to rejoice.
[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||