The Wild Rose

1

The hedge rose blossoms like thy face
Sweet red and white together
And shadows wave about the place
Where branches twist together

2

The leaves dance to a merry tune
And boughs wave like to billows
A flowry carpet throughout june
And concert in the willows

3

Dews bead the headaches like to gems
And corn blades like to rain
God's love does nothing here condemn
All live free from sins pain

4

Then let us meet at dewy morn
Or else at golden noon
Or evening mid the waving corn
Or night while shines the moon.

5

The hedge row was our tristing place
Beside the rose tree fair
There nature smiled on thy sweet face
The fairest wild rose there.
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