WHY, what a history is on the rose! A history beyond all other flowers; But never more, in garden or in grove, Will the white queen reign paramount again. She must content her with remembered things, When her pale leaves were badge for knight and earl; Pledge of a loyalty which was as pure, As free from stain, as those white depths her leaves Unfolded to the earliest breath of June. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MOMENT by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE CURIOSITY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR AFTER THE WINTER by CLAUDE MCKAY THE FROGS: HYMN OF THE INITIATES by ARISTOPHANES TO A FRIEND by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE EVE OF BANNOCKBURN by JOHN BARBOUR |