I went to gather roses and twine them in a ring,
For I would make a posy, a posy for the King.
I got an hundred roses, the loveliest there be,
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But when I took my posy and laid it at His feet
I found He had His roses a million times more sweet. i shall drink his fragrance when i die.. fine poem. roses and its fragrance..
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But when I took my posy and laid it at His feet I found He had His roses a million times more sweet. i shall drink his fragrance when i die.. fine poem. roses and its fragrance..