SHE tied her wedding bonnet on -- The rosy bow beneath her chin, And all the little birds outside Burst into chorus for the bride -- Ah, how she thrilled to hear within! She tied her wedding bonnet on -- Her mirror was one flattery; The roses at the bonnet's brim Seemed all her passing thoughts of him Transformed to pink reality. She tied her wedding bonnet on With soft and tender fingering, And thought whose strong brown hands would so Bend to untie the dainty bow, Then blushed as if she felt the ring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REASONS FOR DRINKING by HENRY ALDRICH EGOISME A DEUX' by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 39 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE INQUEST by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE GREENWOOD SHRIFT; GEORGE III AND A DYING WOMAN IN WINDSOR FOREST by ROBERT SOUTHEY ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY by WALT WHITMAN BEAUTY by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG |