(MRS. GWYN -- GOLDSMITH'S 'JESSAMY BRIDE') 'AND you went once with myrtle crowned!' You once were she, for whom Poor GOLDSMITH'S gentle genius found That name of jasmine-bloom! How strange it seems! You whom he loved, You who were breathing, vital, Not feigned in books, for us have proved Scarce but a fragrant title; A shade too shadowy far to stand Beside the girl PRIMROSES -- Beside the dear old VICAR, and Our more-than-brother, MOSES! We cannot guess your voice, who know Scamp TONY'S view-halloo; For us e'en thin Beau TIBBS must show More palpable than you! Yet some scant news we have. You came, When that kind soul had fled; You begged his hair; you kept his name Long on your lips, 'tis said; You lived -- and died. Or when, or how, Who asks? This age of ours But marks your grass-grown headstone now By GOLDSMITH'S jasmine flowers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WALLS by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. VERSES ON MRS. ROWE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE BLACK FOREST ACOST by KATHRYN BLOOM A.G.A.V. by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 10 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT CROSS AND THRONE by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 11 by THOMAS CAMPION |