The Poems of Henry Van Dyke by Henry Van Dyke
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page 219 of 481 (45%)
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ROSELEAF A little while the rose, And after that the thorn; An hour of dewy morn, And then the glamour goes. Ah, love in beauty born, A little while the rose! _Unknown._ III PHOSPHOR--HESPER O morning star, farewell! My love I now must leave; The hours of day I slowly tell, And turn to her with the twilight bell,-- O welcome, star of eve! _Meleager._ IV SEASONS |
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