THREE ROSES.
"OH, shall it be a red rose, a red rose, a red rose,A deep-tinted red rose?" said she."In the sunny garden-closesHow they burn, the dark-red roses!How they lift their glowing cups to me!"Oh, shall it be a blush rose, a blush rose, a blush rose,A dewy, dainty blush rose?" said she."At its heart a flush so tender,With a veiled and softened splendor,How it droops its languid head toward me!"Oh, shall it be a white rose, a white rose, a white rose,A fair and shining white rose?" said she."With its pale cheek tinted faintly,Like a vestal pure and saintly,Lo! it lights its silver lamp for me."Julia C.R. Dorr.
"OH, shall it be a red rose, a red rose, a red rose,A deep-tinted red rose?" said she."In the sunny garden-closesHow they burn, the dark-red roses!How they lift their glowing cups to me!"Oh, shall it be a blush rose, a blush rose, a blush rose,A dewy, dainty blush rose?" said she."At its heart a flush so tender,With a veiled and softened splendor,How it droops its languid head toward me!"Oh, shall it be a white rose, a white rose, a white rose,A fair and shining white rose?" said she."With its pale cheek tinted faintly,Like a vestal pure and saintly,Lo! it lights its silver lamp for me."Julia C.R. Dorr.
"OH, shall it be a red rose, a red rose, a red rose,A deep-tinted red rose?" said she."In the sunny garden-closesHow they burn, the dark-red roses!How they lift their glowing cups to me!
"Oh, shall it be a blush rose, a blush rose, a blush rose,A dewy, dainty blush rose?" said she."At its heart a flush so tender,With a veiled and softened splendor,How it droops its languid head toward me!
"Oh, shall it be a white rose, a white rose, a white rose,A fair and shining white rose?" said she."With its pale cheek tinted faintly,Like a vestal pure and saintly,Lo! it lights its silver lamp for me."Julia C.R. Dorr.