Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: IN THE GARDEN, by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN Poet's Biography First Line: Sweet sounds, and scents, and colours join to woo Last Line: Of the eternal splendour of the sun. Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
SWEET sounds, and scents, and colours join to woo My musing heart to love and reverence; A tender and a subtle influence Comes from each graceful form, each brilliant hue; Strange power have they, my spirit to imbue With thoughts above themselves; for e'en while sense Adores the Beautiful with joy intense, The soul, far gazing, only seeks the True. And ye, fair flowers, translating to my sight, In gold or blue the pure uncoloured beams, Are poets and revealers of the light; Soon is your message told, your life-work done, For all your tints are only passing dreams Of the eternal splendour of the sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD A LETTER by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN |
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