SHEPHERD in delicate Dresden china, Loitering ever the while you twine a Garland of oddly azure roses, All for a shepherdess passing fair; Poor little shepherdess waiting there All the time for your china posies, Posies pale for her jet-black hair! Doesn't she wait (oh, the anxious glances!) Flowers for one of your stately dances, A crown to finish a dainty toilette, (Haven't the harps just now begun, Minuets 'neath a china sun?) Doesn't she dread that the dust may soil it, When, oh, @3when@1 will the boy be done? Summer and winter and still you linger, Laggard lover with lazy finger, Never your little maid's wreath completing, Still half-strung are its petalled showers: Must she wait all her dancing hours, Wait in spite of her shy entreating, Wait for ever her azure flowers? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RELIEVING GUARD by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE HOCK-CART, OR HARVEST HOME by ROBERT HERRICK THE TEACHER by LESLIE PINCKNEY HILL THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF THE LIFE AND DEATH OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE OUR LEFT' by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR |