Classic Poem

Blush and blow, blush and blow,
Wind and wild-rose, if you will;
You are sweet enough, I know—
You are sweet enough, but, oh,
Lying lonely, lying low,
There is something sweeter still.

Come and go, come and go,
Suns of morning, moons of night;
You are fair enough, I know—
You are fair enough, but oh,
Hidden darkly, hidden low,
Lies the light that gave you light.