At Dawn and Dusk

Bouquet and Bracelet

Victor James Daley

BOUQUET said: “My floral ring
    The homage of a heart encloses,
Whose thoughts to you go worshipping
    In perfume from my blushing roses.”

Bracelet said: “My rubies red,
    Though hard the gleam that each exposes,
Will last when flowers of Spring are fled
    And dead are all the Summer roses.”

Beauty mused awhile, and said,
    “Here’s poesy!” and sighed, “Here prose is
Bouquet! I choose the rubies red!—
    In Winter they will buy me roses.”

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