Goldfinch (1)/The Rosebud of Summer

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The Rosebud of Summer.

⟨When⟩ the rosebud of summer, its beauties bestowing,
⟨On⟩ winter's rude banks all its sweetness shall pour,
⟨And⟩ the sunshine of day in night's darkness be glowing,
⟨O⟩, then, dearest Ellen, I'll love you no more.

⟨When⟩ of hope the last spark which thy smile used to cherish
⟨In⟩ my bosom shall die, and its splendour be o'er,
⟨And⟩ the pulse of this heart which adores you shall perish,
⟨O⟩, then, dearest Ellen, I'll love you no more.