(TO A. J. M.) O YELLOW flowers by HERRICK sung! O yellow flowers that danced and swung In WORDSWORTH'S verse, and now to me, Unworthy, from this 'pleasant lea,' Laugh back, unchanged and ever young; -- Ah, what a text to us o'erstrung, O'erwrought, o'erreaching, hoarse of lung, You teach by that immortal glee, O yellow flowers! We, by the Age's oestrus stung, Still hunt the New with eager tongue, Vexed ever with the Old, but ye, What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PORTRAIT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: CARL HAMBLIN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FOR YOU O DEMOCRACY by WALT WHITMAN THE BROOK: SPRING by LAURA ABELL BRUCE CONSULTS HIS MEN by JOHN BARBOUR BLEAKE'S HOUSE IN BLACKMWORE by WILLIAM BARNES |