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The White Rose

John Boyle O'Reilly
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

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John Boyle O'Reilly

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The world is large, when its weary leagues two loving hearts divide;
But the world is small, when your enemy is loose on the other side.