BENEATH the crossway buried, The suicide lies here, Where grows a charming blue flow'ret, The culprit-flower so dear. I stood by the crossway sighing, The night was chilly and drear, While slowly moved in the moonlight The culprit-flower so dear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A TOBACCO JAR by BERNARD BARKER SONNET TO A LADY ON THE DEATH OF MRS. --. by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD THE ROCK OF LIBERTY; A PILGRIM ODE, 1620-1920: 2. STRUGGLE by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN THE DREADED TASK by MARGARET E. BRUNER THE RED BOX AT VESEY STREET by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 36 by THOMAS CAMPION |