ASK me why I send you here This sweet Infanta of the year: Ask me why I send to you This Primrose, thus bepearled with dew; I will whisper to your ears The sweets of Love are mixed with tears. Ask me why this flower does show So yellow-green, and sickly too; Ask me why the stalk is weak And bending, yet it doth not break; I will answer, These discover What fainting hopes are in a lover. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT SAINT PRAXED'S CHURCH by ROBERT BROWNING THE VISION (1) by ROBERT HERRICK ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 2. ON THE WINTER SOLSTICE, 1740 by MARK AKENSIDE QUATORZAINS: 11. A CLOCK STRIKING AT MIDNIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES TO A YOUNG MOTHER by HELEN DARBY BERNING ZOPHIEL; OR THE BRIDE OF SEVEN: CANTO 2. DEATH OF ALTHEETOR by MARIA GOWEN BROOKS |