Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE WILLOW TREE, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thou art to all lost love the best Last Line: Come to weep out the night. Subject(s): Love - Loss Of; Willow Trees | ||||||||
THOU art to all lost love the best, The only true plant found, Wherewith young men and maids distrest, And left of love, are crown'd. When once the lover's rose is dead, Or laid aside forlorn: Then willow-garlands 'bout the head Bedew'd with tears are worn. When with neglect, the lovers' bane, Poor maids rewarded be For their love lost, their only gain Is but a wreath from thee. And underneath thy cooling shade, When weary of the light, The love-spent youth and love-sick maid Come to weep out the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNTING PHEASANTS IN A CORNFIELD by ROBERT BLY SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: COLUMBUS CHENEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS WILLOW SONG; FOR FRANCES HOROWITZ by ANNE STEVENSON LANDSCAPES (FOR CLEMENT R. WOOD) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER WILLOW POEM by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE WILLOWS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE PUSSY WILLOWS by ELIZABETH BRADY TREES IN AUTUMN by ANNE MILLAY BREMER A CHRISTMAS CAROL, SUNG TO THE KING IN THE PRESENCE AT WHITEHALL by ROBERT HERRICK A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK |
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