'TWAS a Jacqueminot rose That she gave me at parting; Sweetest flower that blows. 'Twas a Jacqueminot rose. In the love garden close, With the swift blushes starting, 'Twas a Jacqueminot rose That she gave me at parting. If she kissed it, who knows— Since I will not discover, And love is that close, If she kissed it, who knows? Or if not the red rose Perhaps then the lover! If she kissed it, who knows, Since I will not discover. Yet at least with the rose Went a kiss that I'm wearing! More I will not disclose, Yet at least with the rose Went whose kiss no one knows,— Since I'm only declaring, "Yet at least with the rose Went a kiss that I'm wearing." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EARTH-CHILD IN THE GRASS by KATHERINE MANSFIELD OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC THE LITANY OF THE DARK PEOPLE by COUNTEE CULLEN LA NOCHE TRISTE by ROBERT FROST SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN TO THE ROCK THAT WILL BE A CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS DEEP IN THE QUIET WOOD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |