Lovely Rose! the sunlight stays 
On thy blushing face to gaze; 
Fondly yet the last beam lingers 
Ere it leaves the purple west; 
Touched by nature’s rosy fingers, 
Glows the crimson of thy vest. 
Moonbeams thread thy leafy bower. 
Love to light thy sleeping flower; 
Dewdrops on thy peerless brow' 
With a gleaming lustre shine ; 
Where is crowned head can show 
Diadem as bright as thine ? 
Twilight pale, through darkness breaking, 
Early watches for thy waking; 
Sunbeams on thy breast repose, 
Drink the odour of thy sigh; 
Noon his brightest smile bestows, 
Tints thy cheek with warmer dye. 
Lovely Rose! so fondly cherished, 
Quick we see thy beauty perished; 
Yet thy treasured leaves supply 
Sweet remembrance of thy reign—• 
Thus the stores of memory 
Give back days of joy again ! 
