. Captive memories;. Flowers; Flowers in literature. Ah well! that rare enchantment For us both, perhaps, is dead; But 1 would that the Senor's roses Were somehow mine instead. And so J send you these flowers To re waken that exquisite glow, When the roses of the Sefior Breathed tlieir homat;;e long ago. And I dare to wish, as I leave them In the old time way at your shrine. That the charm of the Senor's roses Might be transferred to Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of t
. Captive memories;. Flowers; Flowers in literature. Ah well! that rare enchantment For us both, perhaps, is dead; But 1 would that the Senor's roses Were somehow mine instead. And so J send you these flowers To re waken that exquisite glow, When the roses of the Sefior Breathed tlieir homat;;e long ago. And I dare to wish, as I leave them In the old time way at your shrine. That the charm of the Senor's roses Might be transferred to Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original White, James Terry, 1845-1920. [from old catalog]. New York, J. T. White and company
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