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| CRAIGCROOK roses! ruby, golden, | |
| Glowing gorgeous; faint with passion; | |
| To the sweet flower-soul unfolden: | |
| Wreathe me in the old Greek fashion. | |
| Queen of sweetness, crowned with splendor, | 5 |
| Every rich round bud uncloses; | |
| Yet so meek and womanly tender | |
| Are you royal Craigcrook Roses, | |
| Warm and winy Craigcrook Roses. | |
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| Leaning with some unknown yearning, | 10 |
| You would make a lover sin, you | |
| Pretty wooers, archly turning | |
| As you climb to make us win you. | |
| Ripe perfection of fair fulness | |
| In your gracious bloom reposes; | 15 |
| And an emerald bower for coolness | |
| Summer builds my Craigcrook Roses, | |
| Amorous-dreaming Craigcrook Roses. | |
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| When the year is old and hoary, | |
| And the day is dark with dolors, | 20 |
| Still you come, my guests of glory, | |
| In voluptuous dance of colors. | |
| And, though Earth like Age is toiling | |
| In the snowdrifts, perfumed posies | |
| Kiss me, crown my spirit smiling | 25 |
| Down a dream of Craigcrook Roses, | |
| Dear, delicious Craigcrook Roses. | |
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| Fairest ’mong Light’s daughters seven, | |
| With your dainty dreamy graces, | |
| You might light with loving leaven | 30 |
| Smiles of spring in wintriest faces. | |
| At the solemn shut of daylight | |
| When the fair life-vision closes, | |
| May my spirit float away light | |
| On a cloud of Craigcrook Roses, | 35 |
| Cooled and crowned with Craigcrook Roses! | |
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