Poems (Browning)/The Flowers
The Flowers
Farewell to Spring has long since gone— The rosy petals, one by one,Dropped in the field, where Blue-eyed Grass Long too has bloomed its tenderness;The Baby-eyes have closed in sleep, And Brownies have ceased watch to keep;In woodland haunts where Bleeding Hearts Once mingled with Forget-me-nots,Sweet Heart's-ease vainly soothed their pain; In loneliness there left to reign,They sadly dropped each petaled tear For some fond past they held so dear.