LADIES, dawn creeps down the valley; Listen to the laughing girls As a-Maying forth they sally Hid by orchard blossom-whirls. Slowly swirls All our vesture, starred with each bloom; Come, the young breeze flings us peach-bloom And our kiss-tossed tresses curls. 'Ware! Costanza seeks to pelt you With the dripping May-bloom sprays; Lo, the wind of petals dealt you Hair and bosom overlays. Days on days Will the hedgerows wane and whiten, Flush and fade and throb and lighten Down the white wet meadow-ways. Liperata has a lover -- Leave her loitering shyly thus Where the river-mists yet hover And narcissus dimly blows. Wait for us, Little lover, till, returning, Bring we jonquils jewel-burning, Shoots of golden cytisus. Reap for garlands as we wander Cerule-circling cyclamen: Almonded with oleander Soon we'll dance deep Summer in. When, ah, when Will the sleepy roses waken And slow dew each morn be shaken From their shadowy hearts again? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODES II, 10 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS LOVE-LILY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE GERMAN BAND by EARL DERR BIGGERS THE ECCENTRIC by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN NATURE AND ART by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN CASTLE 'BILL' by NATHALIA CRANE |