The Rose

This poem “The Rose” was written by Robert Caunter in 1806.

How beautiful the Rose, as it unfolds its vernal dyes,


And breathes a holy fragrance round, like incense from the skies;

Casts to the breeze the sparkling dews that glitter on its stem,

And wreathes around its blushing brows a crystal diadem.

  
I hope all you wonderful friends have a blissful Friday!