A Maiden
Oh if I were the velvet rose Upon the red rose vine, Id climb to touch his window And make his casement fine. And if I were the little bird That twitters on the tree, All day Id sing my love for him Till he should harken me. But since I am a maiden I go with downcast eyes, And he will never hear the songs That he has turned to sighs. And since I am a maiden My love will never know That I could kiss him with a mouth More red than roses blow.
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"Oh if I were the velvet rose..."
This evocative piece by Sara Teasdale, titled "A Maiden", 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...