She gave a rose, And I kissed it and pressed it. I love her, she knows, And my action confessed it. She gave me a rose, And I kissed it and pressed it. Ah, how my heart glows, Could I ever have guessed it? It is fair to suppose That I might have repressed it: She gave me a rose, And I kissed it and pressed it. `T was a rhyme in life`s prose That uplifted and blest it. Man`s nature, who knows Until love comes to test it? She gave me a rose, And I kissed it and pressed it.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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