Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLOWER, by ALFRED TENNYSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Once in a golden hour Last Line: Call it but a weed. Alternate Author Name(s): Tennyson, Lord Alfred; Tennyson, 1st Baron; Tennyson Of Aldworth And Farringford, Baron Subject(s): Flowers; Holidays; Trees | ||||||||
ONCE in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed. To and fro they went Thro' my garden-bower, And muttering discontent Cursed me and my flower. Then it grew so tall It wore a crown of light, But thieves from o'er the wall Stole the seed by night; Sow'd it far and wide By every town and tower, Till all the people cried, 'Splendid is the flower.' Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now For all have got the seed. And some are pretty enough, And some are poor indeed; And now again the people Call it but a weed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX A CHARACTER by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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