Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WITHERED HOPES, by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE First Line: Last night my heart was as a fading rose Last Line: But, like my heart, the soul o' the rose had fled. Alternate Author Name(s): Cayzer, Charles Subject(s): Flowers; Hope; Love; Roses; Optimism | ||||||||
LAST night my heart was as a fading Rose, Which in an Urn of Tears I did dispose. Dawn stoop'd to raise the Rose's drooping head, But, like my heart, the soul o' the Rose had fled. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SONNET: 9. HOPE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT by DEREK MAHON A DULL DAY IN SEPTEMBER by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE |
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