STUDDED with glistening gems more rare Than ever adorned a lady fair, Between two sappy blades of grass Swaying, a gossamer hangs. Alas, Lightly the touch of a sun-ray is laid, And lo—priceless pearls fade! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE DAISY (1) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: THE FOURTH CANTO, OR LAST QUARTER by WILLIAM BASSE SOUNDS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON WRITTEN IN VISTORS' BOOK AT THE BIRTHPLACE OF ROBERT BURNS by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE SAINT MACARIUS OF THE DESERT by PHOEBE CARY |