I HAVE planted a flower on the peak; My soul has cast its star. Star and peak! and dawn's a-streak! And my tomb is where they are. Though never a climber scale the height Where my love exhales its fire, -- Though only the heavenly side of night Shakes with my soul's desire, -- There, on the peak, a life's perfume! There, cresting the dark, a star! There, light that breaks upon a tomb! -- And fame is where they are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRCH STREAM by ANNA BOYNTON AVERILL A TRIBUTE OF GRASSES by HAMLIN GARLAND THE SEA GYPSY [OR GIPSY] by RICHARD HOVEY UPON HIS PICTURE by THOMAS RANDOLPH EMBLEMS OF LOVE: CUPID TO CHLOE WEEPING; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES VERSES, SUGGESTED BY THE FUNERAL OF AN EPITAPH IN BURY CHURCH-YARD by BERNARD BARTON |