Part 4 — JOHN BOYLE O’REILLY
Reading edition
1844-1890
831.
A White Rose
THE red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.