Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VIOLET, by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE Poet's Biography First Line: Beside the dusty road of life Last Line: And life grow sanctified again. Subject(s): Flowers; Violets | ||||||||
BESIDE the dusty road of life, Deflowered with toil and foul with strife, Lie hid within a charm of dew Pure harbours made for me and you. In such a shadowy nook is set Rest's purple-winged violet; It nods upon the fitful breeze Born in the fount's interstices; -- That fount of joy for travellers made, Ensconced within a dappled shade, Where still its wings our violet lifts Beneath the pulsing air that shifts; -- The little fount that bubbles there Under a veil of maiden-hair, And coils through many a liquid fold Its crystal waters dusk and cold. So small the fount, a hidden thing, -- So weak the violet's throbbing wing, -- The haughty world in dust rides by, Without a thought, without a sigh. Loud, in a riot of speed and glare, About their noisy work men fare; With shriek of engine, yell of horn, They glorify a world new-born. We love the old, the timid ways, The loose bough shutting out the blaze, The murmur of an ancient rhyme, Heard faintly in the ear of Time. And spirits, here and there, who still Prefer the mill-stream to the mill, To riot, quiet, and to speed The dance of rooted water-weed, Across a rood or two of grass, Unseen, into our realm will pass, Will lean above the whispering spring, And hear the hidden runnel sing. And then the crimson cheek will choose The rainbow of the pulsing dews; Then silence calm the 'wildered brain, And life grow sanctified again. | 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 FEBRUARY IN ROME by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE |
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