Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY LADY WITH THE DROOPING ROSE, by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER First Line: My lady's young, my lady's fair Last Line: My lady, oh my lady. Subject(s): Conformity; Women; Women - North Carolina; Women - Secluding | ||||||||
My Lady's young, my Lady's fair, Her lips are like the drooping rose, And soft and silken is her hair, Her smile so sweet, that if she chose To charm away my dark despair With one such boon, my night would close; My Lady, Oh my Lady. My Lady's young, my Lady's sweet, No nectar of ambrosial brew In sweetness with her can compete, The richest wine of ruddy hue Compared to her is incomplete And tasteless as the summer dew; My Lady, Oh my Lady. My Lady's young, my Lady's proud, She rules my heart with iron hand, No arrant knave was e'er as cowed As I, when treading Cupid's land, My anxious heart doth beat so loud I fear the world will understand; My Lady, Oh my Lady. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SMALL WOMAN ON SWALLOW STREET by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. I SAW A FAIR HOUSE by EDWARD CARPENTER MISTRESS GLENARE, BY 'MARIAN' by ELIZABETH DOTEN PURDAH, THE MUSLIM PRACTICE OF SECLUDING AND VEILING WOMEN by ALICE GLARDEN BRAND PURDAH II, SELS. by IMTIAZ DHARKER SMALL WOMAN ON SWALLOW STREET by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN IN MEMORIAM by MIQUEL MARTI I POL A DROP OF INK by CHARLES LOUIS HENRY WAGNER |
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