GOOD-NIGHT, my Heart, my Heart, good-night -- Oh, good and dear and fair, With lips of life and eyes of light And roses in your hair. To-morrow brings the other crown, The orange blossoms, Sweet, And then the rose will be cast down With lilies at your feet. But in your soul a garden stands Where fair the white rose blows -- God, teach my foolish clumsy hands The way to tend my rose That in the white-rose garden still The lily may bloom fair God help my heart and soul and will To keep the lily there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INCORRIGIBLE DIRIGIBLE by HAYDEN CARRUTH TRANSLUCENT FINGERS by MALCOLM COWLEY GHOSTS OF THE OLD YEAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SURFACES AND MASKS; 6 by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELIZABETH CHILDERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |