THE red rose whispers of passion ,
 And the white rose breathes of love ;
O, the red rose is a faicon,
 And the white rose Is a dove.


But i send you a cream-white rosebud
 With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that's  purest end sweetes
   Has a kiss of desire on the lips 

                          _ *_john Boyle O'reilly__*