Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWELVE SONNETS: 3. THE VALLEY ROSES, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: And have we left the roses far behind? Last Line: Than all the wild scents of the hot low lands. Subject(s): Flowers; Roses | ||||||||
And have we left the roses far behind? Are never any flowers and soft green leaves Waiting to gladden us,no golden sheaves Bright underneath the sun-warmed August wind? What shall we in the fierce strange journey find Of rapture, as our struggling step achieves Height after height, while every height deceives, Each seeming that fair mount for which we pined! Oh, far and fair the deep green valleys glow; The valleys that we left so long ago, Climbing we knew not whither with joined hands! But one white flower I carry with me thence, Thine heart: more sweet than rosebud, more intense Than all the wild scents of the hot low lands. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHISPER OF THE ROSE by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG THE WISDOM OF THE ROSE by ELSA BARKER LOVE PLANTED A ROSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES ROSES; A VILANELLE by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE PAINTER ON SILK by AMY LOWELL VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN WORDS IN A CERTAIN APPROPRIATE MODE by HAYDEN CARRUTH A GIFT OF SPRING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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