FLOWERS for thy grave! and first I bear The one whose name beseems the spot; For me it breathes to thee the prayer, Forget me not, forget me not! Then Cistus, destined as thou art, To perish in one day of bloom; And Love that lies with bleeding heart, Outstretch'd upon thy early tomb. Immortals next, whose golden ray Seems coloured by a dawning sky, They tell me what thou art, and say -- 'Take comfort, for thou too shalt die.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE AT PLAY IN THE FIELDS OF by KAREN SWENSON ANOTHER SONG WITHOUT WORDS by PAUL VERLAINE IN THE OLD THEATRE, FIESOLE by THOMAS HARDY ODE [ON THE POETS] by JOHN KEATS ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 18. TO THE HON. FRANCIS EARL OF HUNTINGDON by MARK AKENSIDE |