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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518839" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rose-Morals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. -- Red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Would that my songs might be<br> What roses make by day and night --<br>Distillments of my clod of misery<br> Into delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Soul, could'st thou bare thy breast<br> As yon red rose, and dare the day,<br>All clean, and large, and calm with velvet rest?<br> Say yea -- say yea!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Ah, dear my Rose, good-bye;<br> The wind is up; so; drift away.<br>That songs from me as leaves from thee may fly,<br> I strive, I pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> II. -- White.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Soul, get thee to the heart<br> Of yonder tuberose: hide thee there --<br>There breathe the meditations of thine art<br> Suffused with prayer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of spirit grave yet light,<br> How fervent fragrances uprise<br>Pure-born from these most rich and yet most white<br> Virginities!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Mulched with unsavory death,<br> Grow, Soul! unto such white estate,<br>That virginal-prayerful art shall be thy breath,<br> Thy work, thy fate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sidney+Lanier">Sidney Lanier</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518839" data-title="Rose-Morals de Sidney Lanier" data-description="I. -- Red. Would that my songs might be What roses make by day and night -- Distillments of my clod of misery Into delight. Soul, could'st thou bare thy breast As yon red rose, and dare the day, All clean, and large, and calm with velvet re..."></div> </div> </div>
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