A Sprig Of Clematis: Poem Analysis
A sprig of clematis opens to dress with flair. Amid the rose cluster, it's sweet, fragrant and fair. My love, how pretty thou art, to thee, my words can't convey the feelings of my heart. The breeze, O, gently blows. The sound of song rapidly flows. O breeze, bear my heart when thou blow, to where the flowers grow. Quickly come, love of my heart, let's sing and work together, we'll never go apart.
O, what a beautiful jasmine is shown. A scented robe of charm, on you, grown. You're praised for the fragrant white you own. I take you down from the stem, and send you to someone. O jasmine, a name you have won.
O, what a beautiful jasmine is shown. A scented robe of charm, on you, grown. You're praised for the fragrant white you own. I take you down from the stem, and send you to someone. O jasmine, a name you have won.