RAISE your heads, ye virgin lilies— Lilies white, so chaste and free! Bend no more with artless grace, Mirrored in the water's face— You shall live with Rosalie. Lift your stems of shining silver; Open wide your leaves to me; You shall live, and never fade, When you're with the fairest maid— On the breast of Rosalie. Lilies, hear you what I'm saying? Fadeless glories ye shall be; Careful, then, lest wavelets drift you; Stopping low, I gently lift you— You shall live with Rosalie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXISTING POOL by HAYDEN CARRUTH ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW LINES ON CARMEN SYLVA by EMMA LAZARUS A GUY I KNOW ON 47TH AND COTTAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR BRUTUS AND ANTONY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |