VIOLETS, shy violets! How many hearts with you compare! Who hide themselves in thickest green, And thence, unseen, Ravish the enraptured air With sweetness, dewy fresh and rare! Violets, shy violets! Human hearts to me shall be Viewless violets in the grass, And as I pass, Odours and sweet imagery Will wait on mine and gladden me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE FAIR CLARINDA, WHO MADE LOVE TO ME by APHRA BEHN LIKE A LAVEROCK IN THE LIFT by JEAN INGELOW THE LADY POVERTY by ALICE MEYNELL AT FREDERICKSBURG [DECEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 71. THE CHOICE (1) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 5. ON LOVE OF PRAISE by MARK AKENSIDE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 76. YA WALI by EDWIN ARNOLD |