<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529842" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Welcome, Dear Heart, and a Most Kind Good-Morrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Welcome, dear Heart, and a most kind good-morrow; <br>The day is gloomy, but our looks shall shine:— <br>Flowers I have none to give thee, but I borrow <br>Their sweetness in a verse to speak for thine. <br>Here are red roses, gather'd at thy cheeks,— <br>The white were all too happy to look white: <br>For love the rose, for faith the lily speaks; <br>It withers in false hands, but here 'tis bright! <br>Dost love sweet Hyacinth? Its scented leaf <br>Curls manifold,—all love's delights blow double: <br>'Tis said this flow'ret is inscribed with grief,— <br>But let that hint of a forgotten trouble. <br>I pluck'd the Primrose at night's dewy noon; <br>Like Hope, it show'd its blossoms in the night;— <br>'Twas, like Endymion, watching for the Moon! <br>And here are Sun-flowers, amorous of light! <br>These golden Buttercups are April's seal,— <br>The Daisy-stars her constellations be: <br>These grew so lowly, I was forced to kneel, <br>Therefore I pluck no Daisies but for thee! <br>Here's Daisies for the morn, Primrose for gloom <br>Pansies and Roses for the noontide hours:— <br>A wight once made a dial of their bloom,— <br>So may thy life be measured out by flowers!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hood">Thomas Hood</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=529842" data-title="Welcome, Dear Heart, and a Most Kind Good-Morrow de Thomas Hood" data-description="Welcome, dear Heart, and a most kind good-morrow; The day is gloomy, but our looks shall shine:— Flowers I have none to give thee, but I borrow Their sweetness in a verse to speak for thine. Here are red roses, gather'd at thy cheeks,— Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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