when life is quite through with and leaves say alas, much is to do for the swallow, that closes a flight in the blue; when love's had his tears out, perhaps shall pass a million years (while a bee doses on the poppies, the dears; when all's done and said, and under the grass lies her head, by oaks and roses deliberated.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FUN HOUSE FABLE by KAREN SWENSON AN EPITAPH, INTENDED FOR HIMSELF by JAMES BEATTIE IN THE HOLY NATIVITY [OF OUR LORD GOD]; AS SUNG BY SHEPHERDS by RICHARD CRASHAW THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S DEPARTURE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW CHAMPAGNE, 1914-1915 by ALAN SEEGER SONNET: 116 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE REBECCA; WHO SLAMMED DOORS FOR FUN AND PERISHED MISERABLY by HILAIRE BELLOC |