The grave said to the rose: With the tears dawn bestows What dost thou, O flower of love? And the rose asked the grave: In your deep yawning cave What do you with the souls from above? The rose said: Dismal tomb, These tears in earth's womb With amber and honey I leaven. The tomb said: Dainty flower, Of each soul I devour I fashion an angel of heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOLITUDE by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX LI HUA'S MESSENGER by PETER BETHANIS STANZAS COMPOSED DURING A THUNDERSTORM by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12 by THOMAS CAMPION OUT FROM PARADISE by MARY JANE CARR |