Thomas Lovell Beddoes

Here you will find the Poem Let Dew The Flowers Fill of poet Thomas Lovell Beddoes

Let Dew The Flowers Fill

LET dew the flowers fill; 
No need of fell despair, 
Though to the grave you bear 
One still of soul-but now too still, 
One fair-but now too fair. 
For, beneath your feet, the mound, 
And the waves, that play around, 
Have meaning in their grassy, and their watery, smiles;
And, with a thousand sunny wiles,
Each says, as he reproves, 
Death's arrow oft is Love's.