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THE THISTLE AND EOSE.
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SONG XLI.
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nited to me, You would ne'er be a Thistle a-gain."
Says ithe Thistle, " My spears shield mortals from feara,
" Whilst thou dost unguarded remain ;
" And I do suppose, though I were a Rose,
" I'd wish to turn Thistle again."
" my friend," says the Rose, "you falsely suppose ;
" Bear witness, ye flowers of the plain !
" You would take so much pleasure in beautie's vast treasure,
" You would ne'er be a Thistle again."