The wild rose - Webb, George J.

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 79239

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2024-02-23

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Though gorgeous and bright is the garden, I ween, Where thousand-leaved roses are richest in sheen; But, lady, the plain little wild rose for me, That blooms in the shade of the tall forest tree. The proud Multiflora, so vain of its charms, Flaunts wide in the sunshine its broad-spreading arms: But give me the wild rose, ashamed to be seen, That blushes and hides in its mantle of green. The rose of the garden may boast its perfume, And true, it smells sweetly while lingers its bloom; But give me the Eglantine blushing alone, That still scents the gale when its blossoms are gone. Let others encircle their brows with the flowers By culture made bright for a few fleeting hours: Far dearer to me is the wild flower that grows Unseen by the brook where in shadow it flows. Then hie, gentle maid, where the wild blossoms grow, And cull me a wreath to encircle my brow: One sweet little rose for my bosom shall be; And, lady, that sweet little rose shall be thee.