ROSES OF JUNE.
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And grew with its flowers, the fairest blossom of all,
Till her friends ambitiously said she would grace the kingliest hall,
And flattery breathed on her ear its passionate whispering.
Till her friends ambitiously said she would grace the kingliest hall,
And flattery breathed on her ear its passionate whispering.
A man of riches and taste saw the maiden's face,
And thought her beauty would grace his stately southern home,
So he took her there, with pictures from France, and statues from Rome,
And marvellous works of art from many an ancient place.
And thought her beauty would grace his stately southern home,
So he took her there, with pictures from France, and statues from Rome,
And marvellous works of art from many an ancient place.
He decked her in costly attire, and showed her beauty with pride,
As for sympathy and love, what need of these had she?
He had placed her amidst the choicest treasures of land and sea,
His marble Hebe never complained, and why should his bride?
As for sympathy and love, what need of these had she?
He had placed her amidst the choicest treasures of land and sea,
His marble Hebe never complained, and why should his bride?
He had polished the beautiful unknown gem and set it in gold,
He had given her his name and his wealth, what more could she ask?
When all other gifts were hers, it were surely an easy task
Her pleading spirit's restless wings to fold.
He had given her his name and his wealth, what more could she ask?
When all other gifts were hers, it were surely an easy task
Her pleading spirit's restless wings to fold.
