Yesterday roses he brought

Ah! yesterday to me roses he brought,

All night was the air with their perfume fraught,

For him a-wooing whose thoughts I have,

To him then the dream of a night I gave.

Today in silence I move and smile,

Carry his roses about the while,

And wait and listen; does door but stir,

A-trembles my heart, if he it but were.

And kiss the roses that love from him speak

And go the dream of the night to seek.