Persephone, Persephone Receive her for she is thy child. Votive wreaths to thee we bear -- Crowns of daisies for thy hair. Only look at her with mild and tender eyes, Persephone. Not to heaven's golden strand Do we commend her, but to thee. Be thou kind, Persephone, Take her gently by the hand; Let her kneel on Lethe's shore And drink until she thirst no more. Then in that Elysian grove Let her dance, and let her sing (She who died when she was young Before her songs of earth were sung) -- She is through remembering. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A CHILD DANCING IN THE WIND: 2 by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS EPITAPH: FOR A VIRGIN LADY by COUNTEE CULLEN A CHRISTMAS GHOST-STORY; CHRISTMAS-EVE 1899 by THOMAS HARDY THE GUEST OF PHINEUS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET RELEASE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE PORTBURY by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN EPITAPH ON THE RIGHT HONOURABLE SUSAN, COUNTESS OF MONTGOMERY by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |