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I WORE THE ROSE THAT CAME FROM THEE.

FROM UHLAND.

I wore the Rose that came from thee,Cull'd by thy dear hand for me.But scarce it lived till set of sun;Home-sick died the sever'd one.
Now its little Spirit floatsFrom my bosom back again;Wafted to thee, like the notesOf this fond expiring strain.
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