Author Robert Herrick Roses at first were white, Till they could not agree Whether my Sappho's breast Or they more white should be. But being vanquished quite, A blush their cheeks bespread; Since which (believe the rest) The roses first came red. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2.5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments