Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NEW SPRING: 33, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography First Line: In the morning send I violets Last Line: Tis of this that they're the token! Subject(s): Flowers; Violets | ||||||||
IN the morning send I violets, Early in the wood discover'd, And at evening bring I roses Pluck'd while twilight's hour still hover'd. Knowest thou the hidden language By these lovely flowerets spoken? Truth by day-time, love at night-time -- 'Tis of this that they're the token! | 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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