Soft on the sunset sky Bright daylight closes, Leaving, when light doth die, Pale hues that mingling lie, -- Ashes of roses. When love's warm sun is set, Love's brightness closes; Eyes with hot tears are wet, In hearts there linger yet Ashes of roses. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GARDEN OF LOVE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE LINES TO WILLIAM LINLEY WHILE HE SANG A SONG TO PURCELL'S MUSIC by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE HEART OF A WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ST. VALENTINE'S EVE by EUGENE WATSON BURLINGAME TAM SAMSON'S ELEGY by ROBERT BURNS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. IN THE CHAMBER OF BIRTH by EDWARD CARPENTER |