When The Rose Is Faded

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Title:     When The Rose Is Faded
Author: Walter De la Mare [More Titles by De la Mare]

When the rose is faded,
Memory may still dwell on
Her beauty shadowed,
And the sweet smell gone.

That vanishing loveliness,
That burdening breath
No bond of life hath then
Nor grief of death.

'Tis the immortal thought
Whose passion still
Makes of the changing
The unchangeable.

Oh, thus thy beauty,
Loveliest on earth to me,
Dark with no sorrow, shines
And burns, with Thee.

[The end]
Walter De la Mare's poem: When The Rose Is Faded

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