THE ruddy poppies bend and bow, Diane! do you remember? The sun you knew shines proudly now, The lake still lists the breeze's vow, Your towers are fairer for their stains, Each stone you smiled upon remains. Sing low -- where is Diane? Diane! do you remember I come to find you through the years, Diane! do you remember? For none may rule my love's soft fears. The ladies now are not your peers, I seek you through your tarnished halls, Pale sorrow on my spirit falls, High, low -- where is Diane? Diane! do you remember? I crush the poppies where I tread, Diane! do you remember? Your flower of life, so bright, so red -- She does not hear -- Diane is dead. I pace the sunny bowers alone Where naught of her remains but stone. Sing low -- where is Diane? Diane does not remember. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE BEING AS VISION by HAYDEN CARRUTH WHEN I WROTE A LITTLE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AUDACIOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE MAN TO BE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE PASSING OF THE EX-SLAVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A SEA-SHORE GRAVE by SIDNEY LANIER ON A TUFT OF GRASS by EMMA LAZARUS |