Classic Poem

1

Accept dear maid now summer glows
Its pure unsullied gem
Thy emblem this — a full blown rose
Just broken from its stem.

2

Accept it as a favoured flower
For thy soft breast to wear
'Twill blossom there one happy hour
A favourite with the fair.

3

While on thy cheek the blossom glows
As from a mirror clear
And makes thyself a living rose
In blossom all the year.

4

It is a sweet and favourite flower
To grace the maidens brow
And yet to me in evening's hour
A sweeter rose art thou.

5

The rose like hues on insects wing
May wither in an hour
'Tis but at best a fading thing
But thou a living flower.