| Notes |
Love’s Rose The roses were whispering gently, Nodding from friendly stems, And every flower upheld her cup To catch the dews bright gems. Tenderly dawn from the crescent, A cluster of bright moonbeams Stole into a quiet corner, Of this magic garden of dreams. On a lonely rosebush nestling A lovely bird gleaming white Was adding its’ delicate fragrance To the tranquill breath of the night. The moonbeams assembled together In ranks of silver and gold, To see life’s great miracle happen, The bird of love’s dream unfold. While they watched, the petals quiver, The guarding sepals uncurled, Revealed was the glorious beauty Of the loveliest rose in the world. The rose that never is faded Whose sweetness increases with years The rose that expands in life’s sunshine And is nurtured too by life’s tears We too have watched it unfolding Until in this fair bright June, The wedding bells to glad music Our long mute hearts set in tune. For earth is enriched by this blossom Which forever more will bloom, Yet may reproduce its sweetness In new loves wherever is room On the soil of this fertile garden, Where two hearts united as one Will cherish its growth and its beauty Till the days of life are done. June 4, 1917
Love’s Rose
The roses were whispering gently,
Nodding from friendly stems,
And every flower upheld her cup
To catch the dews bright gems.
Tenderly dawn from the crescent,
A cluster of bright moonbeams
Stole into a quiet corner,
Of this magic garden of dreams.
On a lonely rosebush nestling
A lovely bird gleaming white
Was adding its’ delicate fragrance
To the tranquill breath of the night.
The moonbeams assembled together
In ranks of silver and gold,
To see life’s great miracle happen,
The bird of love’s dream unfold.
While they watched, the petals quiver,
The guarding sepals uncurled,
Revealed was the glorious beauty
Of the loveliest rose in the world.
The rose that never is faded
Whose sweetness increases with years
The rose that expands in life’s sunshine
And is nurtured too by life’s tears
We too have watched it unfolding
Until in this fair bright June,
The wedding bells to glad music
Our long mute hearts set in tune.
For earth is enriched by this blossom
Which forever more will bloom,
Yet may reproduce its sweetness
In new loves wherever is room
On the soil of this fertile garden,
Where two hearts united as one
Will cherish its growth and its beauty
Till the days of life are done.
June 4, 1917
Love´s Rose The roses were whispering gently, Nodding from friendly stems, And every flower upheld her cup To catch the dews bright gems. Tenderly dawn from the crescent, A cluster of bright moonbeams Stole into a quiet corner, Of this magic garden of dreams. On a lonely rosebush nestling A lovely bird gleaming white Was adding its´ delicate fragrance To the tranquill breath of the night. The moonbeams assembled together In ranks of silver and gold, To see life´s great miracle happen, The bird of love´s dream unfold. While they watched, the petals quiver, The guarding sepals uncurled, Revealed was the glorious beauty Of the loveliest rose in the world. The rose that never is faded Whose sweetness increases with years The rose that expands in life´s sunshine And is nurtured too by life´s tears We too have watched it unfolding Until in this fair bright June, The wedding bells to glad music Our long mute hearts set in tune. For earth is enriched by this blossom Which forever more will bloom, Yet may reproduce its sweetness In new loves wherever is room On the soil of this fertile garden, Where two hearts united as one Will cherish its growth and its beauty Till the days of life are done. June 4, 1917
Love´s Rose
The roses were whispering gently,
Nodding from friendly stems,
And every flower upheld her cup
To catch the dews bright gems.
Tenderly dawn from the crescent,
A cluster of bright moonbeams
Stole into a quiet corner,
Of this magic garden of dreams.
On a lonely rosebush nestling
A lovely bird gleaming white
Was adding its´ delicate fragrance
To the tranquill breath of the night.
The moonbeams assembled together
In ranks of silver and gold,
To see life´s great miracle happen,
The bird of love´s dream unfold.
While they watched, the petals quiver,
The guarding sepals uncurled,
Revealed was the glorious beauty
Of the loveliest rose in the world.
The rose that never is faded
Whose sweetness increases with years
The rose that expands in life´s sunshine
And is nurtured too by life´s tears
We too have watched it unfolding
Until in this fair bright June,
The wedding bells to glad music
Our long mute hearts set in tune.
For earth is enriched by this blossom
Which forever more will bloom,
Yet may reproduce its sweetness
In new loves wherever is room
On the soil of this fertile garden,
Where two hearts united as one
Will cherish its growth and its beauty
Till the days of life are done.
June 4, 1917
Love’s Rose The roses were whispering gently, Nodding from friendly stems, And every flower upheld her cup To catch the dews bright gems. Tenderly dawn from the crescent, A cluster of bright moonbeams Stole into a quiet corner, Of this magic garden of dreams. On a lonely rosebush nestling A lovely bird gleaming white Was adding its’ delicate fragrance To the tranquill breath of the night. The moonbeams assembled together In ranks of silver and gold, To see life’s great miracle happen, The bird of love’s dream unfold. While they watched, the petals quiver, The guarding sepals uncurled, Revealed was the glorious beauty Of the loveliest rose in the world. The rose that never is faded Whose sweetness increases with years The rose that expands in life’s sunshine And is nurtured too by life’s tears We too have watched it unfolding Until in this fair bright June, The wedding bells to glad music Our long mute hearts set in tune. For earth is enriched by this blossom Which forever more will bloom, Yet may reproduce its sweetness In new loves wherever is room On the soil of this fertile garden, Where two hearts united as one Will cherish its growth and its beauty Till the days of life are done. June 4, 1917
Love’s Rose
The roses were whispering gently,
Nodding from friendly stems,
And every flower upheld her cup
To catch the dews bright gems.
Tenderly dawn from the crescent,
A cluster of bright moonbeams
Stole into a quiet corner,
Of this magic garden of dreams.
On a lonely rosebush nestling
A lovely bird gleaming white
Was adding its’ delicate fragrance
To the tranquill breath of the night.
The moonbeams assembled together
In ranks of silver and gold,
To see life’s great miracle happen,
The bird of love’s dream unfold.
While they watched, the petals quiver,
The guarding sepals uncurled,
Revealed was the glorious beauty
Of the loveliest rose in the world.
The rose that never is faded
Whose sweetness increases with years
The rose that expands in life’s sunshine
And is nurtured too by life’s tears
We too have watched it unfolding
Until in this fair bright June,
The wedding bells to glad music
Our long mute hearts set in tune.
For earth is enriched by this blossom
Which forever more will bloom,
Yet may reproduce its sweetness
In new loves wherever is room
On the soil of this fertile garden,
Where two hearts united as one
Will cherish its growth and its beauty
Till the days of life are done.
June 4, 1917
Love´s Rose The roses were whispering gently, Nodding from friendly stems, And every flower upheld her cup To catch the dews bright gems. Tenderly dawn from the crescent, A cluster of bright moonbeams Stole into a quiet corner, Of this magic garden of dreams. On a lonely rosebush nestling A lovely bird gleaming white Was adding its´ delicate fragrance To the tranquill breath of the night. The moonbeams assembled together In ranks of silver and gold, To see life´s great miracle happen, The bird of love´s dream unfold. While they watched, the petals quiver, The guarding sepals uncurled, Revealed was the glorious beauty Of the loveliest rose in the world. The rose that never is faded Whose sweetness increases with years The rose that expands in life´s sunshine And is nurtured too by life´s tears We too have watched it unfolding Until in this fair bright June, The wedding bells to glad music Our long mute hearts set in tune. For earth is enriched by this blossom Which forever more will bloom, Yet may reproduce its sweetness In new loves wherever is room On the soil of this fertile garden, Where two hearts united as one Will cherish its growth and its beauty Till the days of life are done. June 4, 1917
Love´s Rose
The roses were whispering gently,
Nodding from friendly stems,
And every flower upheld her cup
To catch the dews bright gems.
Tenderly dawn from the crescent,
A cluster of bright moonbeams
Stole into a quiet corner,
Of this magic garden of dreams.
On a lonely rosebush nestling
A lovely bird gleaming white
Was adding its´ delicate fragrance
To the tranquill breath of the night.
The moonbeams assembled together
In ranks of silver and gold,
To see life´s great miracle happen,
The bird of love´s dream unfold.
While they watched, the petals quiver,
The guarding sepals uncurled,
Revealed was the glorious beauty
Of the loveliest rose in the world.
The rose that never is faded
Whose sweetness increases with years
The rose that expands in life´s sunshine
And is nurtured too by life´s tears
We too have watched it unfolding
Until in this fair bright June,
The wedding bells to glad music
Our long mute hearts set in tune.
For earth is enriched by this blossom
Which forever more will bloom,
Yet may reproduce its sweetness
In new loves wherever is room
On the soil of this fertile garden,
Where two hearts united as one
Will cherish its growth and its beauty
Till the days of life are done.
June 4, 1917
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1899 - 1936 (37 years)