Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOST JEWEL, by JULIA WARD HOWE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Cast on the turbid current of the street Last Line: Has pearls enough to recompense the right, %only not thee Subject(s): Pearls | ||||||||
My heart is like a little bird That sits and sings for very gladness; Sometimes it chirps a feeble note, Sometimes it warbles wild with madness. It used to sing for one alone Its sweetest song, again, again, But now it has a sweeter still And sings within my breast,--in vain. Oh, little bird, sing not so loud, And close your pretty wings to rest, For never, never can you reach The cruel hand that wrung your nest. I would not for a queen's bright crown This little bird should die of sorrow; And so I keep it safe from harm, Within my breast, till some to-morrow Some wandering wind may waft it off Far from the reach of care or pain, To that blest land where birds are safe, And never may be caught again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOAD OF PEARLS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE WONDROUS PEARL by OLIVER MURRAY EDWARDS A MOTHER'S SONG by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE THE PEARL DIVER by ANDREW BARTON PATERSON |
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