Flower Pieces and other poems By William Allingham: With two designs by Dante Gabriel Rossetti |
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VI. WILD ROSE.
Some innocent girlish Kisses by a charm
Changed to a flight of small pink Butterflies,
To waver under June's delicious skies
Across gold-sprinkled meads—the merry swarm
A smiling powerful word did next transform
To little Roses mesh'd in green, allies
Of earth and air, and everything we prize
For mirthful, gentle, delicate, and warm.
Changed to a flight of small pink Butterflies,
To waver under June's delicious skies
Across gold-sprinkled meads—the merry swarm
A smiling powerful word did next transform
To little Roses mesh'd in green, allies
Of earth and air, and everything we prize
For mirthful, gentle, delicate, and warm.
See, Rosie! sure thy sister-flow'r it is
(Rosa Sylvestris one hath named thee well);
Methinks I could imagine gloomy Dis
Whirling you, with a wildrose wreath, to—dwell
In Hades. Only one thing sweet as this,
One thing—come closer—nay, I'll never tell!
(Rosa Sylvestris one hath named thee well);
Methinks I could imagine gloomy Dis
Whirling you, with a wildrose wreath, to—dwell
In Hades. Only one thing sweet as this,
One thing—come closer—nay, I'll never tell!
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