by Bayard Taylor (1825 - 1878)

I know a little rose
Language: English 
I know a little rose, 
  And O but I were blest 
Could I but be the drop of dew 
  That lies upon her breast! 

But I dare not look so high, 
  Nor die a death so sweet;
It is enough for me to be 
  The dust about her feet!

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Copied from Love poems of three centuries: 1590-1890, Volume 2, edited by Jessie Fremont O'Donnell. New York and London : G. P. Putnam's Sons, The Knickerbocker Press, p. 71.


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