A GIFT of Silence, sweet! Who may not ever hear: To lay down at your unobservant feet, Is all the gift I bear. I have no songs to sing, That you should heed or know: I have no lilies, in full hands, to fling Across the path you go. I cast my flowers away, Blossoms unmeet for you! The garland I have gathered in my day: My rosemary and rue. I watch you pass and pass, Serene and cold: I lay My lips upon your trodden, daisied grass, And turn my life away. Yea, for I cast you, sweet! This one gift, you shall take: Like ointment, on your unobservant feet My silence, for your sake. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RING AND THE CASTLE by AMY LOWELL THE DEIL'S AWA WI' TH' EXCISEMAN by ROBERT BURNS BROWNING AT ASOLO by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON THE SONG OF THE CAMP by BAYARD TAYLOR ASPIRATIONS: 1 by MATHILDE BLIND AN ANCIENT GODDESS; IN TWO PICTURES by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE CITY: 1. VILLAGE FANTASY - THE QUEST by STIRLING BOWEN TO HIS WORTHY FRIEND, MASTER SHAKERLY MARMION, UPON CUPID AND PSYCHE by RICHARD BROME |