IN @3girandoles of gladioles The day had kindled flame; And Heaven a door of gold and pearl Unclosed when Morning — like a girl, A red rose twisted in a curl — Down sapphire stairways came. Said I to Love: "What must I do? What shall I do? What can I do?" Said I to Love: "What must I do? All on a summer's morning."@1 @3Said Love to me: "Go woo, go woo." Said Love to me: "Go woo, If she be milking, follow, O! And in the clover hollow, O! While through the dew the bells clang clear, Just whisper it into her ear, All on a summer's morning."@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF DEAD LADIES by FRANCOIS VILLON THE LAWYER'S INVOCATION TO SPRING by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL TO THE SOUR READER by ROBERT HERRICK HOPEFULLY WAITING by ANSON DAVIES FITZ RANDOLPH CALVARY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |