The Roses by the Run.
The roses and the clover Are very sweet and fair, And I love the fragrant odors They breathe upon the air; ,' But sweeter seemed the blossoms Beside the meadow run, The time that you were twenty . And I was twenty, one. How fondly I remember ■ • The time we culled them there,: And 'neath the shady, maples ' I wove them in your hair; How there in bliss we tarried Until,the set r of sun, •; • i,. i. The time that you were twenty .. And I was tw.enty-one. . • ' It may have been the flowers, Or a look benign and free, That bade me whisper softly How dear you were to me ; I never stopped to question, I only know 'twas done The time that you were twenty And I was twenty-one.
We've had our summer, darling, The fields of life are brown, We've travelled up the hillside, We're on our journey down; Yet oft I wake from dreaming Those days have just begun, That you again are twonty And I am twenty-one.
When life and love are over, And I am laid at rest, I hope some one will gather, And place upon my breast Such flowers as used to blossom Beside the meadow run, The time that you were twenty And I. was twenty-one. 'Traveller.
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The Roses by the Run., Ashburton Guardian, Volume XIV, Issue 2431, 3 June 1890
The Roses by the Run. Ashburton Guardian, Volume XIV, Issue 2431, 3 June 1890
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