The Poetical Works of James Gates Percival With a biographical sketch |
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[Shall I gather the rose of the mountain]
Shall I gather the rose of the mountain,
Or the violet low in the vale,
Or the birch bending over the fountain,
Or the flower that wakes up with the gale?
Shall I bring thee the pink-colored blossom,
That closes its leaves on the rain,
Or the petals that open their bosom
To the night, and are lovely in vain?
Or the violet low in the vale,
Or the birch bending over the fountain,
Or the flower that wakes up with the gale?
Shall I bring thee the pink-colored blossom,
That closes its leaves on the rain,
Or the petals that open their bosom
To the night, and are lovely in vain?
The violet is sweet in the valley,
And the wind-flower that welcomes the gale;
And the birch, where the bright waters sally,
Tells the night-wind a murmuring tale.
Not the sun-loving flower of the dry land
Do I choose, nor the blossom that blows
In the moon, but I go to the highland,
And pluck from the mountain the rose.
And the wind-flower that welcomes the gale;
And the birch, where the bright waters sally,
Tells the night-wind a murmuring tale.
Not the sun-loving flower of the dry land
Do I choose, nor the blossom that blows
In the moon, but I go to the highland,
And pluck from the mountain the rose.
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