THAT Song of Songs which is Solomon's Sinks and rises, and loves and longs, Thro' temperate zones and torrid zones, That Song of Songs. Fair its floating moon with her prongs: Love is laid for its paving stones: Right it sings without thought of wrongs. Doves it hath with music of moans, Queens in throngs and damsels in throngs, High tones and mysterious undertones, That Song of Songs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER A VISIT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE DINKEY-BIRD by EUGENE FIELD THE BRIDE by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE TO MYRTILLA OF NEW YORK by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS CHORUS OF A SONG THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY ALBERT CHEVALIER by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM |