The Collected Poems of William H. Davies/Parted

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PARTED

Alack for life!Worn to a stalk since yesterdayIs the flower with whom the bee did stay,And he was but one night away.Alack for life, I say.
Alack for life!A flower put on her fine array,In hopes a bee would come her way,Who’s dying in his hive this day.Alack for life, I say.
Alack for life!If Death like Love would throw his dartAnd pierce at once a double heart,And not to strike away one part—Alack for life, who’d say?
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