Here you will find the Poem Three Songs of poet Duncan Campbell Scott
I Where love is life The roses blow, Though winds be rude And cold the snow, The roses climb Serenely slow, They nod in rhyme We know--we know Where love is life The roses blow. Where life is love The roses blow, Though care be quick And sorrows grow, Their roots are twined With rose-roots so That rosebuds find A way to show Where life is love The roses blow. II Nothing came here but sunlight, Nothing fell here but rain, Nothing blew but the mellow wind, Here are the flowers again! No one came here but you, dear, You with your magic train Of brightness and laughter and lightness, Here is my joy again! III I have songs of dancing pleasure, I have songs of happy heart, Songs are mine that pulse in measure To the throbbing of the mart. Songs are mine of magic seeming, In a land of love forlorn, Where the joys are had for dreaming, At a summons from the horn. But my sad songs come unbidden, Rising with a wilder zest, From the bitter pool that's hidden, Deep--deep--deep within my breast.
