<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506815" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Asking for Roses</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, <br>With doors that none but the wind ever closes, <br>Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster; <br>It stands in a garden of old-fashioned roses. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I pass by that way in the gloaming with Mary; <br>'I wonder,' I say, 'who the owner of those is.' <br>'Oh, no one you know,' she answers me airy, <br>'But one we must ask if we want any roses.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we must join hands in the dew coming coldly <br>There in the hush of the wood that reposes, <br>And turn and go up to the open door boldly, <br>And knock to the echoes as beggars for roses. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Pray, are you within there, Mistress Who-were-you?' <br>'Tis Mary that speaks and our errand discloses. <br>'Pray, are you within there? Bestir you, bestir you! <br>'Tis summer again; there's two come for roses. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A word with you, that of the singer recalling-- <br>Old Herrick: a saying that every maid knows is <br>A flower unplucked is but left to the falling, <br>And nothing is gained by not gathering roses.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We do not loosen our hands' intertwining <br>(Not caring so very much what she supposes), <br>There when she comes on us mistily shining <br>And grants us by silence the boon of her roses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Frost">Robert Frost</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506815" data-title="Asking for Roses de Robert Frost" data-description="A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but the wind ever closes, Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster; It stands in a garden of old-fashioned roses. I pass by that way in the gloaming with Mary;..."></div> </div> </div>

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