Go talk to her, sweet flower
Alfred Austin
1835 to 1913
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If she to you would give
Go talk to her, sweet flower,
Tell her that I should live
Keep you, sweet flower, alive.
Not quite so sore distressed,
My spirit would revive,
As may her bosom sweet
Tell her that should she hie
Tell her I hour by hour
Pine on my own poor stalk.
If I be dead, that I
If I were dead, her feet
A throne upon her breast
To my parched plot to see
No more should withered be.
To whom I fain would talk