FLY away, O white-winged moth! Wherefore burn your tender wings? Fatal is the flame you love To such gauzy things. That too ardent crimson ray Only steel may safely prove: Use your wings to fly away -- You're too slight for love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EDITH CONANT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DARK MAN by NORA (CHESSON) HOPPER SORROW by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE TO AN ETHICAL PREACHER by BRENT DOW ALLINSON THE GHOSTS' MOONSHINE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES FROM A TRENCH by MAUD ANNA BELL |