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Show ROSEMARY, By Agnes Blundell. Bitter as tears and sweet as love thou art, Thou silver herb, embalming all the space Around thee like sweet memories in the heart. As the dear thought of one beloved face Breathes through my life, so thy most fragrant breath Spreads perfume all about my garden waste. O sweet as love, O bitter-sweet as death, How dagger-sharp thy soft leaf is to taste! Dear memory of a face I shall not see, j Dear voice that I shall never hear again; O bitter parting, O beloved pain! O rosemary, O gray green rosemary! Westminster Gazette. |