Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A PERSIAN ROSE, by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE Poet's Biography First Line: In the world's garden close Last Line: Neath those hot skies. Subject(s): Flowers; Roses | ||||||||
IN the world's garden close, Where a wild Eden blows, Where the earth's treasury Hoards by the Arat sea, You grew, a rose. In the flushed lyric dawn, Poignant with scented heat, Gold dew you fed upon, Gleaming like crystals- sweet Stars of the lawn. From all the islands blent, One thousand essences, Odors of ravishment Culled from the Eastern seas Filled you with scent. All the East's lavishness Dowered and nurtured you, Till past all loveliness That the East ever knew, Regal you grew. One June in Maenad-mirth The great luxurious Mother Gave you strange, mystic birth, -- Such as she gave no other -- You child of earth. No unguent was too precious For the high gods to give; No passion too delicious Through which you might not live, To joy and grieve. Long wanton centuries since, In days of Rome and Tyre, Thou mated once a prince Of a great Persian sire For Love's desire. O thou wast more than fair! Thou Rose of Paradise -- In lips, and cheeks, and hair, -- All beauty wonder-wise 'Neath those hot skies. | 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 SCINTILLA by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |
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