Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WILD HONEYSUCKLE, by PHILIP FRENEAU Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Fair flower, that dost so comely grow Last Line: The frail duration of a flower. Subject(s): Flowers; Honeysuckle | ||||||||
FAIR flower, that dost so comely grow, Hid in the silent, dull retreat, Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, Unseen thy little branches greet: No roving foot shall crush thee here, No busy hand provoke a tear. By Nature's self in white arrayed, She bade thee shun the vulgar eye, And planted here the guardian shade, And sent soft waters murmuring by; Thus quietly thy summer goes, Thy days declining to repose. Smit with those charms, that must decay, I grieve to see your future doom; They died -- nor were those flowers more gay, The flowers that did in Eden bloom; Unpitying frosts and Autumn's power Shall leave no vestige of this flower. From morning suns and evening dews At first thy little being came; If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SPRAY OF HONEYSUCKLE by MARY EMILY NEELEY BRADLEY PINK HONEYSUCKLE by HELEN LOVEJOY THE WILD HONEYSUCKLE by JANET B. MONTGOMERY MCGOVERN TO THE HERALD HONEYSUCKLE by EMILY JANE (DAVIS) PFEIFFER AN ANCIENT PROPHECY by PHILIP FRENEAU BARNEY'S INVITATION by PHILIP FRENEAU ON THE DEATH OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN by PHILIP FRENEAU ON THE EMIGRATION TO AMERICA AND PEOPLING WESTERN COUNTRY by PHILIP FRENEAU ON THE MEMORABLE VICTORY OF PAUL JONES by PHILIP FRENEAU ON THE RUINS OF A COUNTRY INN by PHILIP FRENEAU |
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