Love Lies Bleeding

Love lies bleeding in the bed

Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading:

Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove her:   Love lies bleeding.

Stately shine his purple plumes,

Pride of princes:  nor shall maid or

Find on earth a fairer sign worth heeding.

Yet may love, sore wounded scarce

Strength and spirit again, with life receding:

Hope and joy, wind-winged, about him hover:   Love lies bleeding.