And this reviving Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River-Lip on which we lean-- Ah, lean upon it lightly! for who knows From what once lovely Lip it springs unseen! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEAR ELIZABETH: (FOR ELIZABETH DIFIORE) by KAREN SWENSON TO A DARK GIRL by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT MY NOVEMBER GUEST by ROBERT FROST OLD MOTHERS by CHARLES SARSFIELD ROSS THE TIME FOR PRAYER by G. BENNETT SIR W. TRELOAR'S DINNER FOR CRIPPLED CHILDREN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |