LOVE laid his sleepless head On a thorny rosy bed; And his eyes with tears were red, And pale his lips as the dead. And fear and sorrow and scorn Kept watch by his head forlorn. Till the night was overworn And the world was merry with morn. And Joy came up with the day And kissed Love's lips as he lay, And the watchers ghostly and gray Sped from his pillow away. And his eyes as the dawn grew bright, And his lips waxed ruddy as light: Sorrow may reign for a night, But day shall bring back delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ITALIA, IO TI SALUTO!' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE ROSE'S MESSAGE by MARY WINCHESTER ABBOTT AN ARMOURY by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE ENOUGH by OTTO JULIUS BIERBAUM A WRECKED LOCOMOTIVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE EPOGRAM; LINES WRITTEN ON A WINDOW AT THE KING'S ARMS, DUMFRIES by ROBERT BURNS TO A.D. UNREASONABLE DISTRUSTFUL OF HER OWN BEAUTY by THOMAS CAREW |