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And at last alighting softly
On a bush where bloomed a single flower,
Pure white as the mountain snows
Meant to deck a lady's bower.
On a bush where bloomed a single flower,
Pure white as the mountain snows
Meant to deck a lady's bower.
Resting there upon the branches,
As the drops his heart's blood drained,
Falling gently on the flower
Which e'er more was scarlet stained.
As the drops his heart's blood drained,
Falling gently on the flower
Which e'er more was scarlet stained.
When upon the rose I gaze,
I think of the legend as 'twas told,
How the brave bird gave its life up
In the bygone days of old,
I think of the legend as 'twas told,
How the brave bird gave its life up
In the bygone days of old,
How it flew across the countries,
Paused upon the rose's tree,
Giving up the message to her
From the hill of Calvary.
Paused upon the rose's tree,
Giving up the message to her
From the hill of Calvary.
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