Posies

A. Mary F. Robinson

1857 to 1944

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I made a posy for my love
As fair as she is soft and fine:
The lilac thrift I made it of,
And lemon-yellow columbine.

But woe is me for my despair,
For my pale flowers, woe is me
A bolder man has given her
A branch of crimson peony!