Beauteous Rose-bud, young and gay, Blooming in thy early May, Never may'st thou, lovely flower, Chilly shrink in sleety shower! Never Boreas' hoary path, Never Eurus' pois'nous breath, Never baleful stellar lights, Taint thee with untimely blights! Never, never reptile thief Riot on thy virgin leaf! Nor even Sol too fiercely view Thy bosom blushing still with dew! May'st thou long, sweet crimson gem, Richly deck thy native stem; Till some ev'ning, sober, calm, Dropping dews, and breathing balm, While all around the woodland rings, And ev'ry bird thy requiem sings; Thou, amid the dirgeful sound, Shed thy dying honours round, And resign to parent Earth The loveliest form she e'er gave birth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT THE BULLET SANG by FRANCIS BRET HARTE TO LUCASTA, [ON] GOING TO THE WARS by RICHARD LOVELACE THE SUMMONS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET HYMN TO HORUS by MATHILDE BLIND COMING (APRIL, 1861) by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL TO THE AUTHOR OF POEMS PUBLISHED ANONYMOUSLY (JOSEPH COTTLE) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |