GLORY-ROSES
"ONLY a penny, Sir!"—A child held to my viewA bunch of "glory-roses," redAs blood, and wet with dew.(O earnest little face,With living light in eye,Your roses are too fair for earth,And you seem of the sky!)"My beauties, Sir!" he said,"Only a penny, too!"—His face shone in their ruddy glowA Rafael cherub true."Yestreen their hoods were closeAbout their faces tight,But ere the sun was up, I sawThat God had come last night.O, Sir, to see them then!The bush was all aflame!—O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,That is their holy name.Only a penny, sir!"—Heaven seemed across the way!I took the red, red beauties home—Roses to me for aye!For aye, that radiant voiceAs if from heaven it came—"O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,That is their holy name!"
"ONLY a penny, Sir!"—A child held to my viewA bunch of "glory-roses," redAs blood, and wet with dew.(O earnest little face,With living light in eye,Your roses are too fair for earth,And you seem of the sky!)"My beauties, Sir!" he said,"Only a penny, too!"—His face shone in their ruddy glowA Rafael cherub true."Yestreen their hoods were closeAbout their faces tight,But ere the sun was up, I sawThat God had come last night.O, Sir, to see them then!The bush was all aflame!—O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,That is their holy name.Only a penny, sir!"—Heaven seemed across the way!I took the red, red beauties home—Roses to me for aye!For aye, that radiant voiceAs if from heaven it came—"O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,That is their holy name!"
"ONLY a penny, Sir!"—A child held to my viewA bunch of "glory-roses," redAs blood, and wet with dew.(O earnest little face,With living light in eye,Your roses are too fair for earth,And you seem of the sky!)
"ONLY a penny, Sir!"—
A child held to my view
A bunch of "glory-roses," red
As blood, and wet with dew.
(O earnest little face,
With living light in eye,
Your roses are too fair for earth,
And you seem of the sky!)
"My beauties, Sir!" he said,"Only a penny, too!"—His face shone in their ruddy glowA Rafael cherub true.
"My beauties, Sir!" he said,
"Only a penny, too!"—
His face shone in their ruddy glow
A Rafael cherub true.
"Yestreen their hoods were closeAbout their faces tight,But ere the sun was up, I sawThat God had come last night.
"Yestreen their hoods were close
About their faces tight,
But ere the sun was up, I saw
That God had come last night.
O, Sir, to see them then!The bush was all aflame!—O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,That is their holy name.
O, Sir, to see them then!
The bush was all aflame!—
O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,
That is their holy name.
Only a penny, sir!"—Heaven seemed across the way!I took the red, red beauties home—Roses to me for aye!
Only a penny, sir!"—
Heaven seemed across the way!
I took the red, red beauties home—
Roses to me for aye!
For aye, that radiant voiceAs if from heaven it came—"O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,That is their holy name!"
For aye, that radiant voice
As if from heaven it came—
"O yes, they're glory-roses, Sir,
That is their holy name!"