LADY, life's sweetest lesson wouldst thou learn, Come thou with me to Love's enchanted bower: High overhead the trellised roses burn; Beneath thy feet behold the feathery fern, -- A leaf without a flower. What though the rose leaves fall? They still are sweet, And have been lovely in their beauteous prime, While the bare frond seems ever to repeat, "For us no bud, no blossom, wakes to greet The joyous flowering time!" Heed thou the lesson. Life has leaves to tread And flowers to cherish; summer round thee glows; Wait not till autumn's fading robes are shed, But while its petals still are burning red Gather life's full-blown rose! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN TO A WOMAN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE DONKEY by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON DAYS OF THE MONTH by MOTHER GOOSE THE HONEYSUCKLE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE GRAPE-VINE SWING by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS ROCOCO by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |