Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HONEYSUCKLE, by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I plucked a honeysuckle where Last Line: Yet plucked not any more of them. Alternate Author Name(s): Rossetti, Gabriel Charles Dante Subject(s): Honeysuckle; Love | ||||||||
I PLUCKED a honeysuckle where The hedge on high is quick with thorn, And climbing for the prize, was torn, And fouled my feet in quag-water; And by the thorns and by the wind The blossom that I took was thinn'd, And yet I found it sweet and fair. Thence to a richer growth I came, Where, nursed in mellow intercourse, The honeysuckles sprang by scores, Not harried like my single stem, All virgin lamps of scent and dew. So from my hand that first I threw, Yet plucked not any more of them. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD FOUND' (FOR A PICTURE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |
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