by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)

It was a bowl of roses
Language: English 
It was a bowl of roses:
   There in the light they lay,
Languishing, glorying, glowing
   Their life away.

And the soul of them rose like a presence,
   Into me crept and grew,
And filled me with something -- some one --
   O, was it you?

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This text was added to the website: 2008-01-19
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Word count: 43