Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE'S ROSES, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When the morning first uncloses Last Line: Of the morn beyond the sky. Subject(s): Flowers; Roses | ||||||||
WHEN the morning first uncloses, And before the mists are gone, All the hills seem bright with roses, Just a little farther on! Roses red as wings of starlings, And with diamond dew-drops wet; "Wait," says Patience, "wait, my darlings -- Wait a little longer yet!" So, with eager, upturned faces, Wait the children for the hours That shall bring them to the places Of the tantalizing flowers. Wild with wonder, sweet with guesses, Vexed with only fleeting fears; So the broader day advances, And the twilight disappears. Hands begin to clutch at posies, Eyes to flash with new delight, And the roses, oh! the roses, Burning, blushing full in sight! Now with bosoms softly beating, Heart in heart, and hand in hand, Youths and maids together meeting Crowd the flowery harvest land. Not a thought of rainy weather, Nor of thorns to sting and grieve, Gather, gather, gather, gather, All the care is what to leave! Noon to afternoon advances, Rosy red grows russet brown; Sad eyes turn to backward glances, So the sun of youth goes down. And as rose by rose is withered, Sober sight begins to find Many a false heart has been gathered, Many a true one left behind. Hands are clasped with fainter holding, Unfilled souls begin to sigh For the golden, glad unfolding Of the morn beyond the sky. | 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 SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
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