SWEET as the balmy rose just blown, Were Kitty's cheeks of blushing hue, Her eyes like noon-day sunbeams shone, Her lips were moist as ev'ning dew, Oh lovely was my Kitty! Her breath as morning Zephyrs sweet, And tun'd to love, her constant heart, 'Twas rapture with my Kate to meet, But ah! 'twas misery to part. How blest was I with Kitty! My Kitty dead! her parting breath Confess'd her heart was true to me, Oh! soon my Kate we'll meet in death, Oh soon sweet maid I'll come to thee! He sunk and call'd on Kitty! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE'S TENDRILS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON OCTAVES: 21 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON BUCOLIC COMEDY: SERENADE by EDITH SITWELL SONNET FOR A PICTURE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE PURIFICATION OF YE B. VIRGIN (TO A BASE, A TENOR, AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |