The hedge rose blossoms like thy faceSweet red and white together
And shadows wave about the place
Where branches twist together
The leaves dance to a merry tune
And boughs wave like to billows
A flowry carpet throughout june
And concert in the willows
Dews bead the headaches like to gems
And corn blades like to rain
God's love does nothing here condemn
All live free from sins pain
Then let us meet at dewy morn
Or else at golden noon
Or evening mid the waving corn
Or night while shines the moon
The hedge row was our tristing place
Beside the rose tree fair
There nature smiled on thy sweet face
The fairest wild rose there
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