Author James Joyce Frail the white rose and frail are Her hands that gave Whose soul is sere and paler Than time's wan wave. Rosefrail and fair -- yet frailest A wonder wild In gentle eyes thou veilest, My blueveined child. Tags rose child daughter flower time children Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments