(TO A. J. M.) O YELLOW flowers by HERRICK sung! O yellow flowers that danced and swung In WORDSWORTH'S verse, and now to me, Unworthy, from this 'pleasant lea,' Laugh back, unchanged and ever young; -- Ah, what a text to us o'erstrung, O'erwrought, o'erreaching, hoarse of lung, You teach by that immortal glee, O yellow flowers! We, by the Age's oestrus stung, Still hunt the New with eager tongue, Vexed ever with the Old, but ye, What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PALINODE; AUTUMN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL WITHOUT AND WITHIN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL ON LAYING THE CORNER-STONE OF THE BUNKER HILL MOMUMENT by JOHN PIERPONT ELOISA TO ABELARD by ALEXANDER POPE GREAT FRIEND by HENRY DAVID THOREAU ON THE DEATH OF THE REV. MR. GEORGE WHITEFIELD, 1770 by PHILLIS WHEATLEY INSCRIPTIONS: 8 by MARK AKENSIDE |