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The Rose Tree (Author: William Butler Yeats)


  1. '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.'
  2. '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.'
  3. '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.'