New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1874-10-04
TIE ROMANCE OF A ROSE.
RI xiss NORA PERRY.

/, is nearly hundred year p, a T.. 'sochanpeau-
Snce the day that the count 1870 a' ~,
Our ally against the British crown
Met Washington in Ne"poi
Tv.s the month OF Marc md the ar was chill
D., ~. headed over Agni''' ok NIL,
S3,,est and host they TOOK way,
While Oh either slde wts a. .''eia array
n, a gallant army. French and fine,
Ranged hree deep III a giitterlig iine;
Aud The French feet sent q welcome roar
OF . hundred guns from Canoh!cut sLofe.
And the bells rang out from every steeple,
And from street 70 street the Newport people
Followed and cheertd, with Ii hearty zest.
De Rochambeau and lis honored guest.
And women out of the windows isanf.
And ont of the windows smiled ard sent
MANY q coy adInirIng glanet
To the fine young officers OF france.
And the story goe $ that the belle OF the tswn
Kissed "a roee and flung it down
Straight at the feet OF De Rocnambeao:
And the gallant Marshal, bel ding low.
Lifted IT up with a Frenchman's grace;
And X Used il back, with glance at Inc Iacs
OF the daring III alden where she stooo.
Blushng out OF her siHen Loou.
That night at a ball. go the story goes,
The Marshal of France wore a faded rose
In his gold laced coat, but he looked Ia vain
For the giver's beautiful face again.
Night after night, and dav after day,
The Frenchman eagerly sought they say
At fe asst or church, OF along the street,
For he girl who flung her rose AT LIS leeI'
And th e, night after night cay after day.
Was SD eeding farther and farther away
From he fatal window, the fatal street,
Where her passionate heart had suddenly beat
A throb too much for the cool control
A Puri tan teaches to heart and soul;
A tbro b too much for the wrAtbful eyes
OF one who had watched in dismayed surprise
From the street below and taking the gauge
or = wOmap's heart in that moments rage,
He swOre this old colonial squire,
That before the dsyhght should EXPIRE
This da lighter Of HIS with her wit and grace,
And her dangerous heart and her Deauuiui lace,
should be on her way to q sure retreat,
Where no rose of hers could fall ut the feet
or q ursed Ere nchman, high or low,
Ana no while the Count dc Kochamb beau,
In his gold laced coat wore q faded flower,
And waited the gver hour by hour,
She was sailing away in the wild March night
On he little deck Of the sloop Delight.
Guarded even IN the darkness there
BY the wlathtul eyes OF jealous care
Three weeks after q brig bore down
T"% % i%e ~" Sreck",twas the sIoop pelishs
OF Hampton rocks in the vesy sight.
OF the land she sought she and her crew
And all on board of her, full in view
OF the storm bound fishermen over the bay.
Went to their doom on that Apri! day.
When Rochambeau heard the terrible tale,
He IN uttered PRAYER. for q moment grew pale:
Then Mon Dieu!" he exclaimed. 80 my hne u
nance .
Prom beginning to end Is q rose and Q glance"
iThe following additional! stanzas will appear !
the forthcoming work:
A rose and glance. with kiss thrown IN;
That WAS all but enough tor a promise OF Gin.
Thought the stern old squire wien he took tn
gauge
OF . Woman's heart In tina: moments rage.
10 the sad old story comes to q close:
IT'S q century since. but the world still goes
On the same base round still takes the gauge
or ito highest hearts in moments rage.