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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.

By PeytonVan Rensselaer

1464 At Twilight

THE ROSES of yesteryear

Were all of them white and red:

It fills my heart with silent fear

To find all their beauty fled.

The roses of white are sere,

All faded the roses of red;

And one who loves me is not here,

And one that I love is dead.