Tag Archive for: Twill blush to find itself less white And turn Lancastrian there But should thy ruby lip it spy As kiss it thou mayst deign With every kiss ’twill change its dye And Yorkish turn again
Rose
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But the rose turns from its temporary es- trangement as an emblem of war, to Its natural place as a symbol of love and peace in the beautiful lines writ- ten by the unknown Yorkist soldier- poet to his Lancastrian lady-love: "If…