Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 2: 3. ARBOR VITAE, by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE Poet's Biography First Line: With honeysuckle, over-sweet, festoon'd Last Line: And eats its dead-dog off a golden dish. Subject(s): Flowers; Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
With honeysuckle, over-sweet, festoon'd; With bitter ivy bound; Terraced with fungus unsound; Deform'd with many a boss And closed scar, o'er cushion'd deep with moss; Bunch'd all about with pagan mistletoe; And thick with nests of the hoarse bird That talks, but understands not his own word; Stands, and so stood a thousand years ago, A single tree. Thunder has done its worst among its twigs, Where the great crest yet blackens, never pruned, But in its heart, alway Ready to push new verdurous boughs, whene'er The rotting saplings near it fall and leave it air, Is all antiquity and no decay. Rich, though rejected by forest-pigs, Its fruit, beneath whose rough, concealing rind They that break it find Heart-succouring savour of each several meat, And kernell'd drink of brain-renewing power, With bitter condiment and sour, And sweet economy and sweet, And odours that remind Of haunts of childhood and a different day. Beside this tree, Praising no Gods nor blaming, sans a wish, Sits, Tartar-like, the Time's civility, And eats its dead-dog off a golden dish. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...IN DEFENSE OF OUR OVERGROWN GARDEN by MATTHEA HARVEY NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD |
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