I. THIS garland of fair flowers, by me Fondly wreathed, I send to thee, Rhodoclea! Lily, and love-cup are there, Anemone with dewy hair, Freshest violets dark-blue, And the moist narcissus too, Rhodoclea! II. Being crown'd with these, aside Cast all vain, unmeaning pride, Rhodoclea! Cast vainglorious pride away; Alike the pageants of a day, Thou dost cease, and so do they, Rhodoclea! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTOXICATION by EMILY DICKINSON A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 35 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN A CHRISTMAS FOLK-SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE THE BELLS OF YOUTH by WILLIAM SHARP TO DR. AIKIN ON HIS COMPLAINING THAT SHE NEGLECTED HIM by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SHE WAS A BEAUTY by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER FACES IN THE NIGHT by WILLIAM A. BYRNE |