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Song At The Feast Of Brougham Castle Upon The Restoration O

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, High in the breathless Hall the Minstrel sate,
And Emont's murmur mingled with the Song.--
The words of ancient time I thus translate,
A festal strain that hath been silent long:--
"From town to town, from tower to tower,
The red rose is a gladsome flower.
Her thirty years of winter past,
The red rose is revived at last;
She lifts her head for endless spring,
For everlasting blossoming:

Both roses flourish, red and white:
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Tapan M. Saren 22 April 2017

So long poem.............

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