MAY! Be thou never graced with birds that sing, Nor Flora's pride! In thee all flowers and roses spring, Mine only died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OVID, OLD BUDDY, I WOULD DISCOURSE WITH YOU A WHILE by HAYDEN CARRUTH A BIRTHDAY SONG by SIDNEY LANIER VICTORY IN DEFEAT by EDWIN MARKHAM HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 2 by EZRA POUND JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG GOOD-BYE DOROTHY GAYLE: HOME TO FARGO by KAREN SWENSON |