I tola the rose thy name- it tilushed and j. Its petáis tremWed as In ecstasy ; I cried thy name aloud- and lo ! the rard Burst lnto song withln the thlck-leaved tree. I spake lt when the mom was gray and cold, And straight írom out lila eaat upshot tne I spake lt 'in the ntght- the clouds that rolled Abo ve dlsperseü; the stars come one by one. Should any whlsper lt when on my face The dark earth lies, sleeplng under-ground, Ï thlni my neart agala would beat apace, And that my lipa would tremble at the sound. And lf belore the gates of heaven I carne. And could for my own worth no entrance wln, I thlnk that then, lf I should name thy name, The eternal doors would swing and let me Ín.