FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What! were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night? 'T is pity Nature brought ye forth, Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves. where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave; And after they have shown their pride Like you awhile, they glide Into the grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE'S TENDRILS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DEAR OLD DICK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FAREWELL TO FARGO: SELLING THE HOUSE by KAREN SWENSON VERSES SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY ALEXANDER SELKIRK by WILLIAM COWPER SONNET by ALICE RUTH MOORE DUNBAR-NELSON BEFORE MARCHING, AND AFTER (IN MEMORIAM F.W.G.) by THOMAS HARDY THE HOUSEKEEPER by CHARLES LAMB |