The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - Damask rose
Damask rose
by
M A Heathcote
Damask rose how fair your beauty holds the light
How fair your fragrance subdues the fears of night
And how fair your lowly crimson-head
Is with gallantry and passion fed.
In Midnight-oils in sunlit soils
Not a fairer beauty be;
Oh damask rose in flaming clothes
What more beauty could there be...
But in man's hand a maiden fair
With hazelnut brown hair
And roving-limbs that sing like hymns
The answer to a prayer...