Last night we owned, with looks forlorn,
"Too well the scholar knows
There is no rose without a thorn" —
But peace is made! We sing, this morn,
"No thorn without a rose!"
Our Latin lesson is complete:
We've learned that Love is Bitter-Sweet!


A Lesson in Latin (1888), st.3. - Three Sunsets and Other Poems (1898)


Last night we owned, with looks forlorn, Too well the scholar knows There is no rose without a thorn — But peace is made! We sing, this morn, No...

Last night we owned, with looks forlorn, Too well the scholar knows There is no rose without a thorn — But peace is made! We sing, this morn, No...

Last night we owned, with looks forlorn, Too well the scholar knows There is no rose without a thorn — But peace is made! We sing, this morn, No...

Last night we owned, with looks forlorn, Too well the scholar knows There is no rose without a thorn — But peace is made! We sing, this morn, No...