Auntie's Rose.
It is only a rose, my darlings ! Do you ask what the tale can be — Why a rose that is withered and faded
Should be bo dear to me ? Somebody sent it me, darlings, Sack in the days of yore, On the night that his ship was sailing Away to the dreadful wnr. But I had my rose, darlings, To comfort me day by day, As I read the bitter tidings Of the fighting far away. Till it drooped and died, my darlings, And I read its message plain. Then he who had given that little rose . Would never come back again. And now I am o'd, my darlings, And life draws near its close. You know why my heart is happy As I watch my sweet dead rose. Our life is another chapter To read in the world to be, Aud love like a new rose, darlings, Will blossom for him and me, — Cassell's Magazine.
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Otago Witness, Issue 1812, 13 August 1886, Page 30
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158Auntie's Rose. Otago Witness, Issue 1812, 13 August 1886, Page 30
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