The garden of love; flowers gathered from the poets . d Rose /^^ MY hives like a red, red rose^-^> riiats newly sprung in jime :O, my hives like the melodie,Thats sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my boimie lass, So dcvp in hive am I :And 1 will hive thee still, my dear, Till a the seas gang dry. Till a the seas gang dry, my the rocks melt wi the sun : I will luve thee still, my the sands o life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve ! And fare thee weel a-whiie !And I will come again, my luve,Tho it were ten thousand mile. Robert a J^^ XIII. Sono-
The garden of love; flowers gathered from the poets . d Rose /^^ MY hives like a red, red rose^-^> riiats newly sprung in jime :O, my hives like the melodie,Thats sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my boimie lass, So dcvp in hive am I :And 1 will hive thee still, my dear, Till a the seas gang dry. Till a the seas gang dry, my the rocks melt wi the sun : I will luve thee still, my the sands o life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve ! And fare thee weel a-whiie !And I will come again, my luve,Tho it were ten thousand mile. Robert a J^^ XIII. Sono- I)ircls aiul Late Roses Little Lyrics oj Ilappy Jawc, 193 XIII ?\T 7E had now, therefore, tlic satisfaction of* ^ seeing them fly into each others arms ina transport. After all my misfortunes, cried myson George, to be thus rewarded ! vSure this ismore than I could ever have presumed to hopefor. To he possessed of all thats good, and aftersuch an interval of pain ! My warmest wishescould never rise so high ! Oliver Goldsmith The Vicar of Wakcfwldr.
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