Classic Poem

Roses for love and roses for decoration.
Roses to scent a sentimental nation.
Roses a woman wants but wouldn't reach for.
Roses a man must bring to speak his speech for.
Roses that yield their fields to avid fingers.
Roses that lose their lives to opera singers.
Roses that have to climb a house on cables.
Roses that swim in bowls on dining tables.

Did ever a man see roses as we are?
Did ever a rose pretend to own a star?
Nature and love can never be related.
Never a rose a rose decapitated.
Did ever a one escape man's universes?
Or fail to help some rhymester's puny verses?