A FABLE OF TWO LIVES THE Rose aloft in sunny air, Beloved alike by bird and bee, Takes for the dark Root little care That toils below it ceaselessly. I put my question to the flower: "Pride of the Summer, garden queen, Why livest thou thy little hour?" And the Rose answered, "I am seen." I put my question to the Root. "I mine the earth content," it said, "A hidden miner underfoot: I know a Rose is overhead." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HELEN OF TROY by SARA TEASDALE ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR by GEORGE GORDON BYRON IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: EPILOGUE by ALFRED TENNYSON SONGS OF LABOR: DEDICATION by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER PLAYING IT SAFE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS DEFIANT OF DEATH by EVA K. ANGLESBURG DON'T YOU SEE? by KATHARINE LEE BATES |