Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WEE WILD ROSE, by ROBERT TENNANT


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THE WEE WILD ROSE, by                    
First Line: The wee wild rose, the sweet wild rose, the soft winds fondly kiss it
Last Line: But there's a realm above the sky that death's dark wing ne'er shadeth.
Subject(s): Flowers; Roses


THE wee wild rose, the sweet wild rose, the soft winds fondly kiss it;
The balmy dews on summer eves drop sweetly down to bless it.
By Calder stream it brightly blooms; the wee birds sing beside it;
In leafy shades the lofty trees from scorching sunbeams hide it.

The wee wild rose, the sweet wild rose; the peasant, strongly toiling,
With loving look may gaze on it, in summer beauty smiling.
The cultur'd flow'rs with gaudy robes in shelter'd gardens growing,
Can never match the wee wild rose, in peerless beauty blowing.

The wee wild rose, the sweet wild rose, the playful children love it;
It seems a little fairy flow'r when skies are bright above it;
It proudly spreads its crimson leaves when morning's beams are shining;
And folds the dewdrop in his heart when sultry day's declining.

The wee wild rose, the sweet wild rose, the poet loves it dearly,
And in its tender leaves can read this lesson, written clearly: --
That man is like the fragile flower -- he blooms awhile, then fadeth;
But there's a realm above the sky that death's dark wing ne'er shadeth.





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