A Wild Rose
Alfred Austin
1835 to 1913
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A drop of heavenly dew.
A natural bud of love Thou art,
Where, gazing down, I view,
We were knee-deep in June:
With rosebuds, straight I see thy face,
Go, wild rose, to my Wild Rose dear;
O would that She were always here!
I found thee, like the eglantine,
And, ever since, when tendrils grace
Sweet, simple, and apart;
The flower that scents my heart.
For when my gaze first met thy gaze,
It then were always June.
Deep hidden in thy fragrant heart,
Bid her come swift and soon.
The nights were only dreamier days,
My own Wild Rose, to Thee.
And, from that hour, thy smile hath been
This year I wandering see,
Young copse or weathered bole
And all the hours in tune.
The first wild rose in wayside hedge,
I pluck, and send it as a pledge,
And gaze into thy soul.
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