If 'twere fair to suppose
That your heart were not taken,
That the dew from the rose
Petals still were not shaken,
I should pluck you,
Howe'er you should thorn me and scorn me,
And wear you for life as the green of the bower.
If 'twere fair to suppose
That that road was for vagrants,
That the wind and the rose,
Counted all in their fragrance;
Oh, my dear one,
By love, I should take you and make you,
The green of my life from the scintillant hour.
Suppose
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Poem topics: I love you, heart, wind, dear, green, life, love, rose, suppose, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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