Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WEE FLOWER OF THE HEATHER, by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: Thou pretty wee flower, humble thing Last Line: Safe seated at the dark rock's feet. Subject(s): Flowers | ||||||||
Thou pretty wee flower, humble thing, Thou brightest jewel of the heath, Which waves at zephyr's tightest wing, And trembles at the softest breath; Thou lovely bud of Scotia's land, Thou pretty fragrant burnie gem, By whisp'ring breezes thou art fann'd And greenest leaves entwine thy stem. No raging tempest beats thee down, Or finds thee in thy safe retreat; By no rough wint'ry winds thou'rt blown, Safe seated at the dark rock's feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY SAW THE PROBLEM by MARK JARMAN SHAKE THE SUPERFLUX! by DAVID LEHMAN THE M??TIER OF BLOSSOMING by DENISE LEVERTOV TANKA DIARY (6) by HARRYETTE MULLEN VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN FORCED BLOOM by STEPHEN ELLIOTT DUNN A DREAM by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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