THE flow'rets red and white that I hold here, Which blossom'd erst from out the heart's deep wound, Into a lovely nosegay I have bound, And offer unto thee, my mistress dear. By its acceptance be thy bard's love crown'd! I cannot from this earth's scene disappear, Till I have left a sign of love sincere. Remember me when I my death have found. Yet ne'er, O mistress, shalt thou pity me; My life of grief was enviable e'en, -- For in my heart I bore thee lovingly. And greater bliss shall soon be mine, when I Shall, as thy guardian spirit, watch unseen, Thy heart with peaceful greetings satisfy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG FOR THE FIRST OF THE MONTH by DOROTHY PARKER TO THE PLIOCENE SKULL by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE OLD CUMBERLAND BEGGAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AUSTERITY OF POETRY by MATTHEW ARNOLD TULIPS by FRANCES HALLEY BROCKETT |