SWEET as the balmy rose just blown, Were Kitty's cheeks of blushing hue, Her eyes like noon-day sunbeams shone, Her lips were moist as ev'ning dew, Oh lovely was my Kitty! Her breath as morning Zephyrs sweet, And tun'd to love, her constant heart, 'Twas rapture with my Kate to meet, But ah! 'twas misery to part. How blest was I with Kitty! My Kitty dead! her parting breath Confess'd her heart was true to me, Oh! soon my Kate we'll meet in death, Oh soon sweet maid I'll come to thee! He sunk and call'd on Kitty! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: DANTE (1) by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI ASOLANDO: ROSNY by ROBERT BROWNING ROMAE, PRINCIPIS URBIUM ... by JOHN BYROM THE FATAL DREAM; OR, THE UNHAPPY FAVOURITE; AN ELEGY by EMANUEL COLLINS TO SARAH, COUNTESS OF JERSEY, ON HER BIRTHDAY by GEORGE CRABBE THE BLACK RIDERS: 50 by STEPHEN CRANE |