Love is like the wild rose briar friendship

Love Is Like The Wild Rose-Briar,
Friendship Like The Holly-Tree-–
The Holly Is Dark When The Rose-Briar Blooms
But Which Will Bloom Most Constantly?
The Wild-Rose Briar Is Sweet In The Spring,
Its Summer Blossoms Scent The Air;
Yet Wait Till Winter Comes Again
And Who Will Call The Wild-Briar Fair?
Then Scorn The Silly Rose-Wreath Now
And Deck Thee With The Holly’s Sheen,
That When December Blights Thy Brow
He May Still Leave Thy Garland Green.