Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON SOME VIOLETS PLANTED IN MY GARDEN BY A FRIEND, by ELIZABETH COBBOLD First Line: Catherine, though not from fortune's glittering stores Last Line: The changing climate and the stormy sky. Alternate Author Name(s): Knipe, Eliza Subject(s): Flowers; Violets | ||||||||
Catherine, though not from fortune's glittering stores Thou hadst a gift to offer, yet 'twas thine A tender sweetness in thy gift to pour, That gave thy heart's expression best to mine. The violets, o'er yon western bank that twine, To thy protecting hand their station owe; In brighter tints may proud exotics shine, But none with fresher native fragrance blow: Even as thy violets in my garden grow, So shall thy friendship in my bosom live, Its rooting fibres round my heart-strings throw, And sweetness to each pure sensation give, Still flourish there unfading, and defy The changing climate and the stormy sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEAVY VIOLETS by BARBARA GUEST THE YELLOW VIOLET by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WAR IS KIND: 23 by STEPHEN CRANE SONNET by ALICE RUTH MOORE DUNBAR-NELSON HOW VIOLETS CAME BLUE by ROBERT HERRICK UNDER THE VIOLETS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE FADED VIOLET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |
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