Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMPENSATION, by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. First Line: I plucked a rose from out a bower fair Last Line: The song was made. Subject(s): Pain; Thorns; Suffering; Misery | ||||||||
I plucked a rose from out a bower fair, That overhung my garden seat; And wondered I if, e'er before, bloomed there A rose so sweet. Enwrapt in beauty I scarce felt the thorn That pricked me as I pulled the bud; Till I beheld the rose, that summer morn, Stained with my blood. I sang a song that thrilled the evening air With beauty somewhat kin to love, And all men knew that lyric song so rare Came from above. And men rejoiced to hear the golden strain; But no man knew the price I paid, Nor cared that out of my soul's deathless pain The song was made. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTHENOPHIL AND PARTHENOPHE: MADRIGAL 14 by BARNABE BARNES SONNETS IN SHADOWS: 1 by ARLO BATES IN PRAISE OF PAIN by HEATHER MCHUGH THE SYMPATIZERS by JOSEPHINE MILES LEEK STREET by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR AND WHAT SHALL YOU SAY? by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. |
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