Michael Scott’s Wooing Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Michael Scott’s Wooing

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ROSE-SHEATHED beside the rosebud tongue
Lurks the young adder's tooth;
Milk-mild from new-born hemlock-bluth
The earliest drops are wrung:
And sweet the flower of his first youth
When Michael Scott was young.

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