Analysis of The Princess of the Poisies

Her face defined my youth
 As the first buds of May do Spring
 Around the banks of Summers' touch
 Beneath the banks enthralled
 By heavens larger than the skies immensities
 Let the Golden Age recall-
 The fertile fields, green with you
 She was the Princess of the Poesies
 Duchess of the Roses, Maid of Make Believe
 And I was, Lord of Hoses, Prince of Soldiers
 Knave of Everything.
 About the carefree hours holding court
 By oak and beehive flowers
 Playing at the mercy of a sun
 To bold to let our internal candles
 Outshine his lofty furry
 And we played among the streams
 Subjecting them to our wishful natures
 We chased the noon mercilessly-
 Lovely are the ambitions of the young
 Dreaming common daydreams
 Blessed by the innocent curiosities
 That drives their genius towards
 Worlds where nothing dies
 We'd battle sleeps inebriations
 The dews of starry nights
 Where maidens dance
 On stars and boys,
 Fly like birds whose
 Home is where the heart can be
 And cats, dogs every insect
 We'd come across, spied upon
 Our happy excavations
 Into the root of prodigious
 Joys few remember when
 The Lion creeps towards his Winter
 We cared little of time, but
 Besieged the falling eve with curious
 Curses towards nights incessant greed
 To have its share of day
 Now the days seem ever shorter
 Lost in a world where I left her
    Dancing enslaved to dream.