Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
Summer Has Come Without The Rose - Poem by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
Has summer come without the rose,
Or left the bird behind?
Is the blue changed above thee,
O world! or am I blind?
Will you change every flower that grows,
Or only change this spot,
Where she who said, I love thee,
Now says, I love thee not?
The skies seemed true above thee,
The rose true on the tree;
The bird seemed true the summer through,
But all proved false to me.
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