Hymns and Poems Original and Translated: By Edward Caswall ... Second Edition |
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LI. LOVE.
Love is like a little rose;First it buds and then it blows,
Breathing over lane and bower
Sweeter scent than any flower.
If a canker eat the core
All its bloom will soon be o'er.
Dost thou wish it long to live?
Nursing plenty thou must give,
Feeding it on sighs and tears
Trembling hopes and busy fears.
So in time of winter bare
Shall for thee be blossom fair;
E'en the leaves, I've heard it said,
Sweetly smell when they are dead!
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