The Grave and the Rose

The Grave said to the Rose,

“What of the dews of dawn,

Love’s flower, what end is theirs?”

“And what of spirits flown,

The souls whereon doth close

The tomb’s mouth unawares?”

The Rose said to the Grave.


The Rose said, “In the shade

From the dawn’s tears is made

A perfume faint and strange,

Amber and honey sweet.”

“And all the spirits fleet

Do suffer a sky-change,

More strangely than the dew,

To God’s own angels new,”

The Grave said to the Rose.