 | [Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry |  |
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You have the power to restore me to happiness.
Will you say no, dear,
When soft and low, dear,
Love pleads for love, which you only can give?
Will you then fly me?
Can you deny me?
One little “yes” would allow me to live.
When soft and low, dear,
Love pleads for love, which you only can give?
Will you then fly me?
Can you deny me?
One little “yes” would allow me to live.
Care hovers o'er me,
Clouds, wild and stormy,
Darken before me—but one smile of thine,
Through sorrow's haze, love,
Softly can raise, love,
Hope's sunny rainbow—bright and benign!
Clouds, wild and stormy,
Darken before me—but one smile of thine,
Through sorrow's haze, love,
Softly can raise, love,
Hope's sunny rainbow—bright and benign!
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