A FABLE OF TWO LIVES THE Rose aloft in sunny air, Beloved alike by bird and bee, Takes for the dark Root little care That toils below it ceaselessly. I put my question to the flower: "Pride of the Summer, garden queen, Why livest thou thy little hour?" And the Rose answered, "I am seen." I put my question to the Root. "I mine the earth content," it said, "A hidden miner underfoot: I know a Rose is overhead." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APPROACH OF WINTER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE BIRTHNIGHT: TO F by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE SONG OF THE SMOKE by WILLIAM EDWARD BURGHARDT DU BOIS THE BRITISH CHURCH by GEORGE HERBERT THE CAPTAIN; A LEGEND OF THE NAVY by ALFRED TENNYSON ALFARABI; THE WORLD-MAKER. A RHAPSODICAL FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |