THE BLOOM OF LOVE!
Reading edition
(Double Acrostic)
Romance by the little stream, Where the wild-rose blooms so fair; Oh, who would mar that happy dream I see enacted there? Beauteous orioles are they— Little timid, tongueless birds— Each listening to the voiceless lay, Love strives to put in words. Roses drop their petals round; In the air a sweet perfume; Till time no longer baffles sound— Eternal love hath burst its bloom!