There bloomed [by]1 my cottage door
A rose with a heart scented sweet,
O so lovely and fair that I plucked it one day,
Laid it over my own heart's [quick]2 beat.
In a moment its petals were shed:
Just a tiny white mound at my feet.
There flew through my casements low
A linnet [who]3 richly could sing.
Sang so thrillingly sweet I could not let it go
But must cage it, the [glad, pretty]4 thing.
But it [died]5 in the cage I had made,
Not a note to my chamber would bring.
There came to my lonely soul
[A]6 friend I had waited for long,
And the deep chilly silence lay stricken and dead,
Pierc'd to death by our love and our song.
And I thought [on]7 the bird and the flow'r
And my soul in its knowledge grew strong.
Go out when thou wilt, O friend; --
Sing thy song, roam the world glad and free ;
By the holding I lose; by the giving I gain,
And the gods cannot take thee from me ;
For a song and a scent on the wind
Shall drift in through the doorway from thee.
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1 Smyth: "at"
2 Smyth: "swift"
3 Smyth: "that"
4 Smyth: "wild, happy"
5 Smyth: "pined"
6 Smyth: "The"
7 Smyth: "of"
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