She Gave Me a Rose
She gave a rose,And I kissed it and pressed it.I love her, she knows,And my action confessed it.She gave me a rose,And I kissed it and pressed it.
Ah, how my heart glows,Could I ever have guessed it?It is fair to supposeThat I might have repressed it:She gave me a rose,And I kissed it and pressed it.
‘T was a rhyme in life’s proseThat uplifted and blest it.Man’s nature, who knowsUntil love comes to test it?She gave me a rose,And I kissed it and pressed it.