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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LILIES: 20. 'SOME DAY I WILL TELL YOU', by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: Yes; tell me all. For every thought of thine Last Line: Take thou my roses; give thy thorns to me. | |||
Yes; tell me all. For every thought of thine Is unto me a flower I long to hold, And thy past life is as a cup of gold Brimming for me with sparkling joyous wine. Yes; tell me what thy sorrows were of old! Press deep thy thorn-crown! Make its red points mine! Wear thou my bays and buds of eglantine, And round my brows thine austere garland fold. For then it shall be well with us. I wear This wreath whose lingering blood-drops soil thine hair, Whose raven-black, unsoiled, I love to see: Thou takest flowers that thou dost need the more Because their gracious bloom came not before: Take thou my roses; give thy thorns to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRAYER by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A VINDICATION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AN ACTOR'S REMINISCENCES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AUTUMN MESSAGES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ENVOI: DEATH (1) by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ENVOI: DEATH (2) by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) FOR EVER AND EVERMORE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) IF ONLY THOU ART TRUE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LILIES: 1. THE GREAT WAVE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LILIES: 10. SOUL-PAIN by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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