Poetry of Kansas


A bonnie rose is all I bring
For her delight; and yet no king
    Were happier than I if she
    Some gracious word vouchsafe to me,
Anent my little offering.
And, peradventure, should she fling
A smile upon the winsome thing,
    Why, then 'twere lucky just to be
    A bonnie rose.
Her slender fingers safe may cling
About these stems ___ no thorns shall sting,
    Because I clipped each wilful wee
    Thorn for her sake who is, pardie,
Herself___let men and angels sing!___
    A bonnie rose!

The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
Page 20

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