Anemone of purple hue, Emerging from the grasses brown, Has come to make her spring debut In furry mantled, satin gown. She loiters not for leaf nor bower A proper setting to prepare; At Easter time our brave pasque flower Arrives to grace the season rare. She comes, the vanguard of the year, Amid the hillside grasses sear, With golden heart, in sun or rain Sweet, modest wind-flower of the plain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE, FR. THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM by RICHARD BARNFIELD LORD ALCOHOL; SONG by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LADY'S 'YES' by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING MAUD MULLER by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TO THE FONT-GEORGES by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE MARATHON, SELECTION by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES PSALM 137: EXILE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |