Poem by Francis William Bourdillon

Christmas Roses

White-faced Winter Roses,
O'er the grave I plant you
Where the dead reposes,
That a soul may haunt you,
And your ghostly whiteness
In the Winter gloom,
Seem some spirit-brightness
Shining from the tomb!

1. On the South Downs
2. Sonnet (Oft had I felt, like pure Endymion)
3. A Spring Evening
4. The Heart Cry
5. Drought

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