ASK me why I send you here This sweet Infanta of the year: Ask me why I send to you This Primrose, thus bepearled with dew; I will whisper to your ears The sweets of Love are mixed with tears. Ask me why this flower does show So yellow-green, and sickly too; Ask me why the stalk is weak And bending, yet it doth not break; I will answer, These discover What fainting hopes are in a lover. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE TOMBS IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by FRANCIS BEAUMONT WRITTEN AFTER SWIMMING FROM SESTOS TO ABYDOS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON CHIQUITA by FRANCIS BRET HARTE HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 5 by EZRA POUND TO A BUTTERFLY (1) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH RENEWAL by GLADYS NAOMI ARNOLD |