Two Red Roses

I WISH they could live forever,—
These roses my darling brought!
Their breath from her lips they caught,
And still with her touch they quiver.

As bright as their bright sweet giver,
With a charm like her own charm fraught,
I wish they could live forever,—
These roses my darling brought!

But loving from loved must sever,
And hoping must come to nought—
I know what the years have taught;
Yet I wish they could live forever,—
These roses my darling brought.
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