YOU were always a dreamer, Rose, red Rose, As you swung on your perfumed spray, Swinging, and all the world was true, Swaying, what did it trouble you? A rose will fade in a day. Why did you smile to his face, red Rose, As he whistled across your way? And all the world went mad for you, All the world it knelt to woo. A rose will bloom in a day. I gather your petals, Rose, red Rose, The petals he threw away. And all the world derided you; Ah! the world, how well it knew A rose will fade in a day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOROTHY'S DOWER by PHOEBE CARY THE SLAVE MOTHER by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER TO MY ANTENOR, MARCH 16, 1661/2 by KATHERINE PHILIPS SONNET: 67 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SUMMER SONG: 1 by GEORGE BARKER THE PRAYSE OF LADY PECUNIA by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 68. THE THREE AGES OF WOMAN: 3 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |