{"id":7072,"date":"2021-04-26T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-04-26T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7072"},"modified":"2021-04-26T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-04-26T05:00:00","slug":"in-a-rose-garden","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/in-a-rose-garden\/","title":{"rendered":"In a Rose Garden"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><em>From <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/chroniclingamerica.loc.gov\/lccn\/sn85038485\/1913-04-26\/ed-1\/seq-4\/\"><em>The Birmingham Age-Herald, April 26, 1913<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em>\n <em>By John Bennett.<\/em>\n \n\nA hundred years from now, dear heart,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 We will not care at all.\n It will not matter then a whit,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 The honey or the gall.\n The summer days that we have known\n Will all forgotten be and flown;\n The garden will be overgrown\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Where now the roses fall.\n \n A hundred years from now, dear heart,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 We will not mind the pain.\n The throbbing, crimson tide of life\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Will not have left a stain.\n The song we sing together, dear,\n The dream we dream together here,\n Will mean no more than means a tear\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Amid the summer rain.\n \n A hundred years from now, dear heart,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 The grief will all be o\u2019er;\n The sea of care will surge in vain\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Upon a careless shore.\n These glasses we turn down today,\n Here at the parting of the way,\n We shall be wineless then as they,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 And will not mind it more.\n \n A hundred years from now, dear heart,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 We\u2019ll neither know nor care\n What came of all life\u2019s bitterness,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Or followed love\u2019s despair.\n Then fill the glasses up again\n And kiss me through the rose leaf rain;\n We\u2019ll build one castle more in Spain\n \u00a0 \u00a0 And dream one more dream there.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p> A hundred years from now, dear heart,<br \/>\n We will not care at all.<br \/>\n It will not matter then a whit,<br \/>\n The honey or the gall.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,9],"tags":[189],"class_list":["post-7072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-birmingham-age-herald","tag-john-bennett"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7072","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7072"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7072\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}