The Petaled Thorn
Sin is a crimson rose
Petaled upon a thorn,
Whose beauty fairest glows
In its first morn.
But soon (dost know how soon?)
Its petals fall apart;
And comes the high, hot noon
To scorch its heart.
The bloom dies in a day;
Yet petals, fair at morn,
Leave as they fall away,
One deathless thorn.
"The Petaled Thorn" as it appears in Ella Higginson's When the Birds Go North Again (1898).
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