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Katharine Tynan - Winter Sunset
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Roses in the sky,
    Roses in the sea
Bowers of scarlet sky-roses
    Take my heart and me.

God was good to make,
    This December weather,
All this sky a rose-garden,
    Rose and fire together.

To the East are burning
    Roses in a garden,
Roses in a rosy field,
    Hesper for their warden.

Yonder to the West
    Roses all afire,
Mirror now some rare splendid
    Rose of their desire.

Pulsing deeper, deeper,
    Waves of fire throb on,
Never were such red roses
    At sunset or dawn.

Roses on the hills,
    Roses in the hollow,
Roses on the wet hedges,
In the shining fallow.

West wind, blow and blow!
    That has blown ajar
Gates of God`s great rose-garden,
    Where His Angels are,

Gathering up the rose-leaves
    For a shower of roses
On the night the Lord Babe
    His sweet eye uncloses.

All the sky is scarlet
    Flaming on the azure.
O, there`s fire in Heaven
    My heart aches with pleasure.

Leagues of rose and scarlet,
    Roses red as blood:
All the world`s a rose-garden.
    God is good, is good.
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