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ROSES — FOR A SONG
Buy me roses for my garden,"
Said the lady whose least word
Blends the iron of a mandate
With the sweetness of a bird.
Said the lady whose least word
Blends the iron of a mandate
With the sweetness of a bird.
"But I have no golden money;
Scarce have I a silver crown!"
"Buy them with Catullian honey,
Sweet as wild bees' dripping down.
Scarce have I a silver crown!"
"Buy them with Catullian honey,
Sweet as wild bees' dripping down.
"Take some golden words to market;
Don't you think the merchant knows
Beauty always is good barter,
Rose is fair exchange for rose?
Don't you think the merchant knows
Beauty always is good barter,
Rose is fair exchange for rose?
"Then, when next time in my garden
By my side you walk along,
You shall see how words look growing —
Buy me roses with a song!"
By my side you walk along,
You shall see how words look growing —
Buy me roses with a song!"
Richard Franklin
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