Ask me why I send you here
This sweet Infanta of the year?
Ask me why I send to you
This primrose, thus bepearl'd with dew?
I will whisper to your ears:-
The sweets of love are mix'd with tears.
Ask me why this flower does show
So yellow-green, and sickly too?
Ask me why the stalk is weak
And bending (yet it doth not break)?
I will answer:-These discover
What fainting hopes are in a lover.
The Primrose
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: I love you, flower, green, sweet, weak, answer, discover, whisper, year, yellow, break, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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