Crowned
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ou came to me bearing bright roses,Red like the wine of your heart;You twisted them into a garlandTo set me aside from the mart.Red roses to crown me your lover,And I walked aureoled and apart. Enslaved and encircled, I bore it,Proud token of my gift to you.The petals waned paler, and shriveled,And dropped; and the thorns started through.Bitter thorns to proclaim me your lover,A diadem woven with rue.
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