Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)

The New Day. Part 3. 25. A Birthday Song

I thought this day to bring to thee
A flower that grows on the red rose tree.
I searched the branches—O, despair!
Of roses every branch was bare.

I thought to sing thee a birthday song
As wild as my love, as deep and strong.
The song took wing like a frightened bird,
And its music my maiden never heard.

But, Love, the flower and the song divine
One day of the year will yet be thine;
And thou shalt be glad when the rose I bring,
And weep for joy at the song I sing.

Richard Watson Gilder’s other poems:

  1. The New Day. Part 3. 30. The Sower
  2. The New Day. Part 3. 26. “What Can Love Do for Thee, Love?”
  3. The New Day. Part 3. 28. Francesca and Paolo
  4. The New Day. Part 4. 11. “O Mighty River, Triumphing to the Sea”
  5. The New Day. Part 4. 12. “My Songs Are All of Thee, What Tho’ I Sing”




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