Love hath a name of Death: He gives a breath And takes away. Lo we beneath his sway Grow like a flower; To bloom an hour, To droop a day, And fade away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMTER by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL THE BOATMAN by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI IN THE FOREST by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS |