Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
Time of RosesThomas Hood (17991845)
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Our loving lot was cast;
It was the time of roses—
We pluck’d them as we pass’d!
On early lovers yet:
O no—the world was newly crown’d
With flowers when first we met!
But still you held me fast;
It was the time of roses—
We pluck’d them as we pass’d!