Page:Songs of Innocence and of Experience, copy Z, 1826 (Library of Congress).pdf/43

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My Pretty ROSE TREE

A flower was offerd to me:
Such a flower as May never bore.
But I said I've a Pretty Rose-tree,
And I paſsed the sweet flower o'er.

Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree:
To tend her by day and by night,
But my Rose turnd away with jealousy;
And her thorns were my only delight.

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AH! SUN-FLOWER

Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the travellers journey is done.

Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow;
Arise from their graves and aspire,
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.

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THE LILLY

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn;
The humble Sheep, a threatning horn;
While the Lilly white, shall in Love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.