Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ORANGE BOUGH, by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oh! Bring me one sweet orange bough Last Line: When I am laid in lonely rest. Alternate Author Name(s): Browne, Felicia Dorothea Subject(s): Summer | ||||||||
OH! bring me one sweet orange-bough, To fan my cheek, to cool my brow; One bough, with pearly blossoms drest, And bind it, mother! on my breast! Go, seek the grove along the shore, Whose odours I must breathe no more; The grove where every scented tree Thrills to the deep voice of the sea. Oh! Love's fond sighs, and fervent prayer, And wild farewell, are lingering there: Each leaf's light whisper hath a tone My faint heart, even in death, would own. Then bear me thence one bough, to shed Life's parting sweetness round my head; And bind it, mother! on my breast When I am laid in lonely rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADVANCE OF SUMMER by MARY KINZIE THE SUMMER IMAGE by LEONIE ADAMS CANOEBIAL BLISS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE END OF SUMMER by HENRY MEADE BLAND THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SONNET: 14. APPROACH OF SUMMER by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES JULY IN WASHINGTON by ROBERT LOWELL ODE TO THE END OF SUMMER by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY A DIRGE (1) by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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