Innocent Rose!
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Hark! thou art in this momment,
Dancin' in love and merriment,
On the bosom of a lone land,
When my life in such a futile sand,
Trying slowly to commence
All its worries to condense
Oh! wilt thou bloom in my garden;
To bring that glorious spring
Unto my life this time, 's if Eden.
Beloved! singest thou a love-song
To ease all my woelful burden.
Lo! roses bloom on our bosom,
But we're loved by only some
And then in dreams we breathe in
Until they erode all our corlas in vain.
Oh! 'tis a new dawn; so be close!
As thou art an 'innocent rose'
Let thy love solace all my woes! ! ! !
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