Living
If hope grew on a bush
From Sing-Song (1872/1893)
Living
If hope grew on a bush,
And joy grew on a tree,
What a nosegay for the plucking
There would be!
But oh! in windy autumn,
When frail flowers wither,
What should we do for hope and joy,
Fading together?
Cite this poem
MLA
Rossetti, Christina. “If hope grew on a bush.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rossetti_c/108/.
Chicago
Rossetti, Christina. “If hope grew on a bush.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rossetti_c/108/.
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