FAIR Lady Rose, round whom black-coated bees Make murmurous humming all the afternoon, -- Thou dost belong to the soft, summer ease Of purple islands, where the southern seas Break on the shore with soft beguiling rune. Lands fair as the far-famed Hesperides Should be thy home, O Lady of the June! And thou shouldst pour, instead of cups like these, Some magic draught, which to the subtle lees Thy slaves should quaff, and praise thee all in tune To playing of such melodies as please Fair ladies' ears, and win for Love love's boon: And sweet, beneath the gently-drooping trees, Should be the tender whisper of the breeze, And time should pause for thee at golden noon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SUPPLIANT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE REVENGE OF RAIN-IN-THE-FACE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FAUSTINE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE MINSTREL OF THE SUN by FREDERICK HENRY HERBERT ADLER CHRIST TO HIS SPOUSE by WILLIAM BALDWIN THE TWO ARCHERS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |