THERE was a land where lived no violets. A traveller at once demanded: "Why?" The people told him: "Once the violets of this place spoke thus: 'Until some woman freely gives her lover To another woman We will fight in bloody scuffle.'" Sadly the people added: "There are no violets here." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK BYRON by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER TO MUSIC; A FRAGMENT by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ON THE DEATHS OF THOMAS CARLYLE AND GEORGE ELIOT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE A CHILD'S FANCY by MATHILDE BLIND |