Little wild-rose of my heart, Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu! Why must we part, Ròseen-dhu? To meet but to part again! Is it because we are fain Of the wind and the rain, Because we are hungry of pain, Ròseen-dhu? Little wild-rose of my heart, Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu, Where @3I@1 am, @3thou@1 art, Ròseen-dhu! If summer come and go, If the wild wind blow, Come rain, come snow, If the tide ebb, if the tide flow, Ròseen-dhu! Little wild-rose of my heart, Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu . . . Time poiseth his shadowy dart, Ròseen-dhu! What matter, O Ròseen mochree, Since each is a wave on the sea— Since Love is as lightning for thee And as thunder for me, Ròseen-dhu! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO MY ANTENOR, MARCH 16, 1661/2 by KATHERINE PHILIPS ON THE DEATH OF WALLER by APHRA BEHN PATERNITY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TWO SONNETS: 1 by DAVID P. BERENBERG |