DELIA, by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWPoet AnalysisPoet's Biography
First Line: Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives Last Line: Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling; it is best.
Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives, When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives, Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain, But never will be sung to us again, Is thy remembrance. Now the hour of rest Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling; it is best.
