To—, with a Rose

I asked my heart to saySome word whose worth my love’s devoir might payUpon my Lady’s natal day.
Then said my heart to me:`Learn from the rhyme that now shall come to theeWhat fits thy Love most lovingly.’
This gift that learning shows;For, as a rhyme unto its rhyme-twin goes,I send a rose unto a Rose.

Philadelphia, 1876.

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