IN @3girandoles of gladioles The day had kindled flame; And Heaven a door of gold and pearl Unclosed when Morning — like a girl, A red rose twisted in a curl — Down sapphire stairways came. Said I to Love: "What must I do? What shall I do? What can I do?" Said I to Love: "What must I do? All on a summer's morning."@1 @3Said Love to me: "Go woo, go woo." Said Love to me: "Go woo, If she be milking, follow, O! And in the clover hollow, O! While through the dew the bells clang clear, Just whisper it into her ear, All on a summer's morning."@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JOYS OF THE ROAD by BLISS CARMAN FONTENOY by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS JANUARY, 1795 by MARY DARBY ROBINSON THE BOATMAN by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE SONG OF THE MOUTH-ORGAN by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE THE PREACHER by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |