Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE PRINCE, by JOSEPHINE DODGE DASKAM


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THE PRINCE, by                    
First Line: My heart it was a cup of gold
Last Line: And it is withered now.


My heart it was a cup of gold
That at his lip did long to lie,
But he hath drunk the red wine down,
And tossed the goblet by.

My heart it was a floating bird
That through the world did wander free,
But he hath locked it in a cage,
And lost the silver key.

My heart it was a white, white rose
That bloomed upon a broken bough,
He did but wear it for an hour,
And it is withered now.









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