Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THERE'S A BOWER OF BEAN-VINES, by PHOEBE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There's a bower of bean-vines in benjamin's yard Last Line: Is that bower of bean-vines in benjamin's yard. Subject(s): Beans; Humor | ||||||||
THERE'S a bower of bean-vines in Benjamin's yard, And the cabbages grow round it, planted for greens; In the time of my childhood 'twas terribly hard To bend down the bean-poles, and pick off the beans. That bower and its products I never forget, But oft, when my landlady presses me hard, I think, are the cabbages growing there yet, Are the bean-vines still bearing in Benjamin's yard? No, the bean-vines soon withered that once used to wave, But some beans had been gathered, the last that hung on; And a soup was distilled in a kettle, that gave All the fragrance of summer when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it awfully hard; As thus good to my taste as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower of bean-vines in Benjamin's yard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALAS! by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE SEAMY SIDE OF MOTLEY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY: INTRODUCTORY by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY: OF FRIENDSHIP by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY: OF PROPRIETY by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY: OF READING by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY THE HAPPY LITTLE WIFE by PHOEBE CARY WHEN LOUNGING IDLE MID FORENSIC WHIRL by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS A LEGEND OF THE NORTHLAND by PHOEBE CARY |
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