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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510011" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Transplanted Rose Tree</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amid the flowers of a garden glade<br>A lovely rose tree smiled,<br>And the sunbeams shone, the zephyrs played,<br>’Round the gardens favorite child;<br>And the diamond dew-drops glistening fell<br>On each rose’s silken vest,<br>Whilst light winged bee and butterfly gay<br>On the soft leaves loved to rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But one morn while a sunbeam bright<br>Lit up its delicate bloom,<br>And a zephyr lightly hovered ’round,<br>On wings of sweet perfume,<br>A strong hand came, and ruthlessly<br>Tore up the parent tree,<br>And bore it off, with each fair young rose,<br>From butterfly, zephyr and bee. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What mattered it that an antique vase<br>Of Sèvres costly and old,<br>Was destined, henceforth, in royal State,<br>Its fair young form to hold?<br>What mattered it that the richest silks<br>Of the far famed Indian loom,<br>With priceless marbles paintings rare,<br>Adorned its prison room? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It even pined for the garden free,<br>For its pleasant friends of yore,<br>And brooded over the bitter thought,<br>It would never see them more:<br>And its young head daily lowlier drooped<br>Upon its sorrowing breast,<br>While it chafed against the kindly hand<br>That tended and caressed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Autumn came with angry storms,<br>With clouded and wintry skies—<br>Rudely it touched the lovely flowers,<br>And withered their brilliant dyes;<br>The sunbeam false hid its glowing glance,<br>Or with chilling coldness shone;<br>The zephyr fled to Southern climes,<br>And the flowers died alone </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the rose tree looked on the gloomy earth,<br>On each withered tree and flower,<br>And it warmly blessed the loving care<br>Of its new, protecting power:—<br>No more it mourned past Summer joys,<br>But brightly blossomed on,<br>With beauty brighter than when once,<br>The garden’s queen, it shone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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A lovely rose tree smiled,
And the sunbeams shone, the zephyrs played,
’Round the gardens favorite child;
And the diamond dew-drops glistening fell
On each rose’s silken vest,
Whilst light winged bee and butt..."></div>
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