Under the Rose

Last night the blush rose clustered;
  To-day the rough wind blows
In showers her broken petals;
  Last night - yet no one knows, -
I kissed thee, sweetheart, sweetheart,
  Under the rose.

Last night my fond hope blossomed;
  To-day December snows
Drift deep and cold above it;
  To-day, - ah! no one knows, -
My heart breaks, sweetheart, sweetheart,
  Under the rose!