The DreamersAnd Other Poems
That guard me well all day,

 

But the red, red rose that near them grows

But the red, red rose that near them grows

 

Is wiser far than they.

Is wiser far than they.

 

Oh, red rose, wise rose,

Oh, red rose, wise rose,

 

Keep my secret well;

Keep my secret well;

 

I kiss you twice, I kiss you thrice

I kiss you twice, I kiss you thrice

 

To pray you not to tell.

To pray you not to tell.

 


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