The Grave said: "Rose, so bright of hue, What dost thou with the drops of dew That bathe thy buds each day?" The Rose replied: "O solemn Grave! With all that fills thy hungry cave What doest thou, I pray? From the sweet tears of morn that roll Into my heart, the very soul Of fragrance I distill." The Grave then answered: "All that lies Entombed, hereafter shall arise God's Paradise to fill." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE INFLATION OF THE CURRENCY, 1919 by ROBERT FROST SYNOPSIS OF A FAILED POEM by JAMES GALVIN FRANCIS II, KING OF NAPLES; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 2 by CLARENCE MAJOR VOICES OF THE AIR by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |