LOVE laid his sleepless head On a thorny rosy bed; And his eyes with tears were red, And pale his lips as the dead. And fear and sorrow and scorn Kept watch by his head forlorn. Till the night was overworn And the world was merry with morn. And Joy came up with the day And kissed Love's lips as he lay, And the watchers ghostly and gray Sped from his pillow away. And his eyes as the dawn grew bright, And his lips waxed ruddy as light: Sorrow may reign for a night, But day shall bring back delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ODE, PARAPHRASED: THE CUP by ANACREON THE KING OF SPAIN by MAXWELL BODENHEIM THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN by ROBERT BROWNING SHELLEY'S SKYLARK by THOMAS HARDY EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 32. THERE'S NO DEFENCE AGAINST LOVE by PHILIP AYRES MIRACLE by LIBERTY HYDE BAILEY FOR A BEAUTIFUL YOUTH by THALIA BELL |