DO they that sleep, O Blossoms, yearn, When ye from them to us return, Again with you to rise? Or do they in your quickening breath Speak to us from the shades of death, And see us with your eyes? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET COMPOSED ON A JOURNEY HOMEWARD by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE BEFORE SEDAN by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON KEEP A-PLUGGING AWAY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR LINES TO A MOVEMENT IN MOZART'S E-FLAT SYMPHONY by THOMAS HARDY WHERE THE PICNIC WAS by THOMAS HARDY AUTUMN WOODS by ANNA M. ACKERMANN |