Little wild-rose of my heart, Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu! Why must we part, Ròseen-dhu? To meet but to part again! Is it because we are fain Of the wind and the rain, Because we are hungry of pain, Ròseen-dhu? Little wild-rose of my heart, Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu, Where @3I@1 am, @3thou@1 art, Ròseen-dhu! If summer come and go, If the wild wind blow, Come rain, come snow, If the tide ebb, if the tide flow, Ròseen-dhu! Little wild-rose of my heart, Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu . . . Time poiseth his shadowy dart, Ròseen-dhu! What matter, O Ròseen mochree, Since each is a wave on the sea— Since Love is as lightning for thee And as thunder for me, Ròseen-dhu! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LIGHT OF OTHER DAYS by THOMAS MOORE OUR LADY'S LULLABY by RICHARD ROWLANDS TO THE MEN OF KENT by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ONCE WITH DEATH NEAR by REBA MAXWELL AVERY MY NEW CLAM by STEPHANIE L. BINCKLI WRITTEN ON RETURNING TO THE P. OF I. ON 10 JANUARY 1827 by EMILY JANE BRONTE |