TO THE WILLOW-TREE by Robert Herrick
Thou art to all lost love the best,
The only true plant found,
Wherewith young men and maids distrest
And left of love, are crown'd.
When once the lover's rose is dead
Or laid aside forlorn,
Then willow-garlands, 'bout the head,
Bedew'd with tears, are worn.
When with neglect, the lover's bane,
Poor maids rewarded be,
For their love lost their only gain
Is but a wreath from thee.
And underneath thy cooling shade,
When weary of the light,
The love-spent youth, and love-sick maid,
Come to weep out the night.
The only true plant found,
Wherewith young men and maids distrest
And left of love, are crown'd.
When once the lover's rose is dead
Or laid aside forlorn,
Then willow-garlands, 'bout the head,
Bedew'd with tears, are worn.
When with neglect, the lover's bane,
Poor maids rewarded be,
For their love lost their only gain
Is but a wreath from thee.
And underneath thy cooling shade,
When weary of the light,
The love-spent youth, and love-sick maid,
Come to weep out the night.
I'm a weeping willow for you.
I have tears on my pillow thanks to you.
You're the only one I'd give up the sun on rainy days
or forever be lost than to ever find my way.
I'm a weeping willow.
I've cried more than you'll ever smile.
I'm a weeping willow
yet I love you
and that's how, that's how
I live.
It's you I want
and it's you I've got
in my branches
can't you see?
I'm a weeping willow for you.
I've cried more than you've smiled.
It's true.
2nd Poem found at
http://nappygrace.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-weeping-willow.html
Weeping willow, stop your tears, for there is something to calm your fears.
ReplyDeleteDistance may left you apart, but you will always be in her heart.
The willow tree plays the water like a harp ..... must be beautiful sound. Next time, I shall sit under the willow tree and listen to it. Will you join me?