Poems ✍️

23.09.2025

9

Author: Christina Georgina Rossetti

Song Ii

Oh roses for the flush of youth,
And laurel for the perfect prime;
But pluck an ivy branch for me
Grown old before my time.

Oh violets for the grave of youth,
And bay for those dead in their prime;
Give me the withered leaves I chose
Before in the old time.

youth age ivy laurel

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