| When Love arose in heart and deed | | | To wake the world to greater joy, | | | 'What can she give me now?' said Greed, | | | Who thought to win some costly toy. | | | | | He rose, he ran, he stoop'd, he clutch'd; | 5 | | And soon the Flowers, that Love let fall, | | | In Greed's hot grasp were fray'd and smutch'd, | | | And Greed said, 'Flowers! Can this be all?' | | | | | He flung them down and went his way, | | | He cared no jot for thyme or rose; | 10 | | But boys and girls came out to play, | | | And some took these and some took those— | | | | | Red, blue, and white, and green and gold; | | | And at their touch the dew return'd, | | | And all the bloom a thousandfold— | 15 | | So red, so ripe, the roses burn'd! |
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