THE flowerets sweet are crush'd by the feet Full soon, and perish despairing; One passes by, and they must die, The modest as well as the daring. The pearls all sleep in the caves of the deep, Where one finds them, despite wind and weather A hole is soon bored and they're strung on a cord, And there fast yoked together. The stars are more wise, and keep in the skies, And hold the earth at a distance; They shed their light in the heavens so bright, In safe and endless existence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HENRY PURCELL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS CHRIST IN THE UNIVERSE by ALICE MEYNELL SORCERY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SOLILOQUY; NOVEMBER 11, 1928 by N. R. A. BECKER TO MY OLD COAT by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER TO WAR by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE PAIN IN PLEASURE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING CREOLE SLAVE SONG: THE SONG OF CAYETANO'S CIRCUS by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE |