Bloom or repute for graft or seed In flowers the flower-gods never heed. The rose-god once came down and took -- Form in a rose? Nay, but indeed The meeker form and humbler look Of Sweet-Briar, a wilding or weed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD-SOUL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE TIDE OF FAITH by MARY ANN EVANS THE OLD SCHOOL HOUSE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 6 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH EPITAPH FOR JOSEPH BLACKETT, LATE POET AND SHOEMAKER by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |