Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LIFE OF FLOWERS, by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When hath wind or rain Last Line: Felt safe, unsoiled, nor lost one grain of gold. Subject(s): Flowers | ||||||||
WHEN hath wind or rain Borne hard upon weak plant that wanted me, And I (however they might bluster round) Walkt off? 'T were most ungrateful; for sweet scents Are the swift vehicles of still sweeter thoughts, And nurse and pillow the dull memory That would let drop without them her best stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 't is and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely, and all die (Whene'er their Genius bids their souls depart) Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me; the ever-sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoiled, nor lost one grain of gold. | 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 FIESOLAN IDYL by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |
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