[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||
BEAUTY.
ROSE.
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In passion, pride, or shame,
Like summer's warmest lightning flash,
The colour to it came;—
In joy—swift smiles and dimples broke
Upon its pure repose,
Like sunshine and a zephyr,
At play upon a rose.
[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||