Thomas Carew


READ in these roses the sad story
Of my hard fate and your own glory.
In the white you may discover
    The paleness of a fainting lover ;
In the red the flames still feeding
On my heart, with fresh wounds bleeding.
    The white will tell you how I languish,
And the red express my anguish ;
    The white my innocence displaying,
The red my martyrdom betraying.
    The frowns that on your brow resided,
    Have those roses thus divided.
Oh ! let your smiles but clear the weather,
And then they both shall grow together.

Vincent, Arthur, ed. The Poems of Thomas Carew.
London: George Routledge & Sons, Ltd., nd. 66.

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