Rosemary

Green bnd stars spangle The dead, black tree, Bloom's in a tangle On orchard and lea. Kow elm buughs nhade me, Now birds havo sung. Bhall the hoart persuade me I stil] uu young? Ali, no. Heart, hush the.el Be wise, serene, Lest snow wreaths crush thee Ere Halloween. Though June be jolly, Though flowers be sweet, 'Tis all but folly And blind deceit. Heart, tbou bas finished With joys tbat fade; Thy strength diminishedf Thy light decayed. The brain is an ember The blood is cold. Ky hoart, remember We both are old I