THOU fair expanding mossy-rose, Long may thy opening foliage twine With this luxuriant clustered vine; Which round thee wreathes its tender boughs. Fair vine, long may thy leaves extend, While gentle showers refresh thy root; Long may thy graceful branches bend, Enriched with purpling luscious fruit. Sweet rose, long may thy flow'rs receive The lucid tears of morn and eve; Long mayst thou in profusion spread, Thy straying buds of brigthest red. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ECHO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE TOMMY [ATKINS] by RUDYARD KIPLING MODERN LOVE: 30 by GEORGE MEREDITH ONLY A YEAR' by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE THE SALZBURG CHIMES by HENRY ALFORD BACCHUS AND THE FROGS by ARISTOPHANES THE DREAM GIRL by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |