Brave flowers-that I could gallant it like you,
And be as little vain!
You come abroad, and make a harmless show,
And to your beds of earth again.
You are not proud: you know your birth:
For your embroider'd garments are from earth.
You do obey your months and times, but I
Would have it ever Spring:
My fate would know no Winter, never die,
Nor think of such a thing.
O that I could my bed of earth but view
And smile, and look as cheerfully as you!
O teach me to see Death and not to fear,
But rather to take truce!
How often have I seen you at a bier,
And there look fresh and spruce!
You fragrant flowers! then teach me, that my breath
Like yours may sweeten and perfume my death.
A Contemplation Upon Flowers
Henry King
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Poem topics: birth, brave, breath, fate, fear, never, smile, spring, winter, fresh, view, death, teach, earth, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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