Frail growth these blossoms had, so sad and few:
As when on some warm February day
An early rose unfolds her petals gay,
Enjoying for a space the sun anew,
But bends her stricken head as soon as due
Storm-driven mists come, and with icy spray
The hoar-frost falls from skies grown cold and grey,
While hill and dale are decked in snowy hue.
Thus did your beauty's sun upon me smile -
A radiance I would search for and pursue
To warm the petals of my love awhile.
But false that sunshine proved. Then they must rue
Their error in a frost naught could beguile,
As over them malignant storm clouds flew.
A Wreath Of Sonnets (10/14)
France Preseren
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Poem topics: beauty, rose, sad, smile, space, sunshine, head, cold, february, early, error, Valentine's Day, love, sun, I love you, frost, storm, warm, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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