O Gather Me The Rose Poem by William Ernest Henley

O Gather Me The Rose

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O gather me the rose, the rose,
While yet in flower we find it,
For summer smiles, but summer goes,
And winter waits behind it.

For with the dream foregone, foregone,
The deed foreborn forever,
The worm Regret will canker on,
And time will turn him never.

So were it well to love, my love,
And cheat of any laughter
The fate beneath us, and above,
The dark before and after.

The myrtle and the rose, the rose,
The sunshine and the swallow,
The dream that comes, the wish that goes
The memories that follow!

O Gather Me The Rose
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Holt Louque 16 February 2012

'Enjoy the moment - For in just a nano-second, It is but a memory.'

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Adeeb Alfateh 28 July 2019

So were it well to love, my love, And cheat of any laughter The fate beneath us, and above, The dark before and after. beautiful poem beautiful 10++++++++++++

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Cheryl Swain Burbage 19 January 2019

This poem really grabs my heart and makes me want to cry. It reeks of death and passing.

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Ruta Mohapatra 22 July 2018

' For summer smiles, but summer goes and winter waits behind it'.........Lovely line!

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Mizzy ........ 02 September 2016

Gorgeous piece of writing.......

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Susan Williams 26 July 2016

Oh, how we wish we could write like this man! ! ! ! His verses flow off the tongue but sink deep into the heart.

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William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley

Gloucester / England
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