Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LILAC: FIRST EMOTIONS OF LOVE, by ROBERT BURNS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O were my love yon lilac fair Last Line: Till fley'd awa' by phoebus' light. Subject(s): Flowers; Lilacs | ||||||||
O WERE my Love yon lilac fair, Wi' purple blossoms to the spring, And I a bird to shelter there, When wearied on my little wing; How I wad mourn when it was torn By autumn wild and winter rude! But I wad sing on wanton wing When youthfu' May its bloom renew'd. O gin my Love were yon red rose That grows upon the castle wa', And I mysel a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa'; O there, beyond expression blest, I'd feast on beauty a' the night; Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rest, Till fley'd awa' by Phoebus' light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LILACS FOR GINSBERG by GERALD STERN LAST LOOKS AT THE LILACS by WALLACE STEVENS PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S BURIAL HYMN by WALT WHITMAN DESIGN OF WHITE LILACS by GRACE HAZARD CONKLING WITH LILACS by CHARLES HENRY CRANDALL OLD HOME by MABEL GOULD DEMERS THE LILACS; TO A -- AND H --, ROYAL AIR FORCE, AUGUST 1925 by WILLIAM FAULKNER A BARD'S EPITAPH by ROBERT BURNS A POET'S WELCOME TO HIS LOVE-BEGOTTEN DAUGHTER by ROBERT BURNS |
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