ROSE ROMANCE.
Reading edition
Two roses, freshly sweet and rare, Bloomed in the dewy morning On neighboring bushes green and fair, One garden-bed adorning. "Ah!" sighed the pair, "what joy, what pride. If on one branch together We two were growing side by side Through all this golden weather!"
There came a youth who roughly tore The roses from their bowers, And to his sweetheart proudly bore The two fair, fragrant flowers. Upon her bosom with delight They bloomed,—but not forever: They faded—ah! but, rapture bright, They faded there together.
ADA NICHOLS.
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