Quoth The Rose: 'respects; All Round' Poem by james watkin

Quoth The Rose: 'respects; All Round'



Have you, madam, the touch
Of a lady, true;
Soft, deferent? Then clutch.
And with one snip, so high
Nobly feign to cry.

For in presenting me
Flower-head and stem
To your beloved, would he
Strides up in Love's own name
Not expect the same?

Friday, August 19, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,rose
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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