SHE pass'd away like morning dew Before the sun was high; So brief her time, she scarcely knew The meaning of a sigh. As round the rose its soft perfume, Sweet love around her floated; Admired she grew -- while mortal doom Crept on, unfear'd, unnoted. Love was her guardian Angel here, But Love to Death resign'd her; Tho' Love was kind, why should we fear But holy Death is kinder? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 102 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE UPON WEDLOCK, AND DEATH OF CHILDREN by EDWARD TAYLOR LOFT AT NIGHT by VIRGINIA ABEL PRIAPUS AND THE POOL: 4 by CONRAD AIKEN SONG: 1 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONNET: 11 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |