When Roses cease to bloom, Sir


When Roses cease to bloom, Sir,
And Violets are done
When Bumblebees in solemn flight
Have passed beyond the Sun
The hand that paused to gather
Upon this Summer’s day
Will idle lie in Auburn
Then take my flowers pray!


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When Roses cease to bloom, Sir
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