Rondeau

Some bittersweet that lately grew
When flowers failed and leaves were few,
Tossed through the dull November day
Their saucy coral colours gay
Where wind and rain in dashes blew.

A kindly hand upstretching through
The vines their clusters downward drew
And broke their stems and took away
Some bittersweet.

And brought their berries bright unto
My weary life that lived anew,
Because they made the days less grey.
O! hand that gave, return and stay,
O friend of mine — is all my due
Some bittersweet?
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