"Sing a song of blossom," Said little Marjory Brown: "Why won't it come down; Here in the town, Please?" Said little Marjory Brown. "Please, Wind, blow just a breath, for me To see The great white apple-blossoms blow Just like snow -- Just like snow in our garden before we Came back to town," Said little Marjory Brown. All day and all night A wind did blow, Marjory laughed at the flying snow And its whirling riot: But at dawn she grew wan and white, And was quiet. And the doctor said, With his hand on a bowed sobbing head, "Too late you came up to town With little Marjory Brown." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...O SOUTHLAND! by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE MARRIAGE (1) by TIMOTHY LIU FETES GALANTES: PANYOMIME by PAUL VERLAINE FAREWELL TO ARMS by GEORGE PEELE AN EPISTLE TO CURIO by MARK AKENSIDE LINES WRITTEN BY A DEATH-BED by MATTHEW ARNOLD |