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Roses

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I went to gather roses and twine them in a ring,
For I would make a posy, a posy for the King.
I got an hundred roses, the loveliest there be,
From the white rose vine and the pink rose bush and from the red
rose tree.
But when I took my posy and laid it at His feet
I found He had His roses a million times more sweet.
There was a scarlet blossom upon each foot and hand,
And a great pink rose bloomed from His side for the healing of the
land.

Now of this fair and awful King there is this marvel told,
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Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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Dr Antony Theodore 09 February 2019

But when I took my posy and laid it at His feet I found He had His roses a million times more sweet. i shall drink his fragrance when i die.. fine poem. roses and its fragrance..

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