The Rose
I took the love you gave, Ah, carelessly, Counting it only as a rose to wear A little moment on my heart no more, So many roses had I worn before, So lightly that I scarce believed them there. But, Lo! this rose between the dusk and dawn Hath turned to very flame upon my breast, A flame that burns the day-long and the night, A flame of very anguish and delight That not for any moment yields me rest. And I am troubled with a strange, new fear, How would it be if even to your door I came to cry your pitying one day, And you should lightly laugh and lightly say, "That was a rose I gave you--nothing more."
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"I took the love you gave, Ah, carelessly,..."
This evocative piece by Theodosia Garrison, titled "The Rose", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...