Th eWi l dRo s eby John Jerome Rooney.Illustration by Louis Rhead.ISAW a wild rose in the wilderness;It was so sweet, so sweetIt seemed the one thing in the worldThat God had made complete.It grew beside a mossy roadIn the deep northern woods,And oh, its simple beauty litThose savage solitudes.And, as I plucked it where it blewAll trembling in the wind,It seemed a meet gift unto her—The flower of womankind!“The flower of womankind!”
by John Jerome Rooney.
Illustration by Louis Rhead.
ISAW a wild rose in the wilderness;It was so sweet, so sweetIt seemed the one thing in the worldThat God had made complete.It grew beside a mossy roadIn the deep northern woods,And oh, its simple beauty litThose savage solitudes.And, as I plucked it where it blewAll trembling in the wind,It seemed a meet gift unto her—The flower of womankind!
ISAW a wild rose in the wilderness;It was so sweet, so sweetIt seemed the one thing in the worldThat God had made complete.
I
SAW a wild rose in the wilderness;
It was so sweet, so sweet
It seemed the one thing in the world
That God had made complete.
It grew beside a mossy roadIn the deep northern woods,And oh, its simple beauty litThose savage solitudes.
It grew beside a mossy road
In the deep northern woods,
And oh, its simple beauty lit
Those savage solitudes.
And, as I plucked it where it blewAll trembling in the wind,It seemed a meet gift unto her—The flower of womankind!
And, as I plucked it where it blew
All trembling in the wind,
It seemed a meet gift unto her—
The flower of womankind!
“The flower of womankind!”
“The flower of womankind!”