OH! wear it on thy heart, my love! Still, still a little while! Sweetness is lingering in its leaves, Though faded be their smile. Yet, for the sake of what hath been, Oh, cast it not away! 'Twas born to grace a summer scene, A long, bright, golden day, My love! A long, bright, golden day. A little while around thee, love! Its fragrance yet shall cling, Telling, that on thy heart hath lain A fair, though faded thing. But not even that warm heart hath power To win it back from fate, -- Oh! @3I@1 am like thy broken flower, Cherished too late, too late, My love! Cherished, alas! too late! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THINGS ARE WHAT THEY SEEM by MARIANNE MOORE MARRIAGE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE UNDER THE WATERFALL by THOMAS HARDY THE FOUNTAIN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE YOUNG GRAY HEAD by CAROLINE ANNE BOWLES SOUTHEY |