In the Rose-Garden
IN THE ROSE-GARDEN by ROLAND LEIGHTON
Dew on the pink-flushed petals;
Roseate wings unfurled;
What can, I thought, be fairer
In all the world?
Steps that were fain but faltered
(What could she else have done?)
Passed from the arbour's shadow
Into the sun.
Noon and a scented glory,
Golden and pink and red;
'What after all are roses
To me?' I said.
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In the Rose-Garden
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Leighton, Roland (1895-1915)
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Dew on the pink-flushed petals;
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Citation
“In the Rose-Garden,” by Leighton, Roland (1895-1915). First World War Poetry Digital Archive, accessed April 29, 2024, http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/4064.
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