We Pulled a Rose in Summer Time

by Elizabeth Curtis Holman (1879-?)

We pulled a rose in summer time
        Beside True Lover’s Gate,
Our lips sent up so sweet a chime,
        That twilight lingered late;

Now look how is the year grown old!—
        How leafless hedge and tree,—
’Tis said that even love grows cold,
        So here is rosemary.

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