"HEY, rose, just born Twin to a thorn; Was't so with you, O Love and Scorn? "Sweet eyes that smiled, Now wet and wild; O Eye and Tear -- mother and child. "Well: Love and Pain Be kinsfolk twain: Yet would, Oh would I could love again." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHAMBERED NAUTILUS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES HOME THOUGHTS FROM EUROPE by HENRY VAN DYKE AN EMISSARY TO HEAVEN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET MALIGNED MORTALITY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TO THE BELGIANS by LAURENCE BINYON THE CONTRAST; THE SUNNY SIDE by LEVI BISHOP |