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William Butler Yeats - The Rose Tree
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`O WORDS are lightly spoken,`
Said Pearse to Connolly,
`Maybe a breath of politic words
Has withered our Rose Tree;
Or maybe but a wind that blows
Across the bitter sea.`
"It needs to be but watered,`
James Connolly replied,
"To make the green come out again
And spread on every side,
And shake the blossom from the bud
To be the garden`s pride.`
"But where can we draw water,`
Said Pearse to Connolly,
"When all the wells are parched away?
O plain as plain can be
There`s nothing but our own red blood
Can make a right Rose Tree.`
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