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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLUEBELLS OF NEW ENGLAND, by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: The roses are a regal troop
Last Line: Entwine you in her tresses!
Subject(s): Bluebells
First Line: The roses are a regal troop
Last Line: Entwine you in her tresses!
Subject(s): Bluebells
THE roses are a regal troop,
And modest folk the daisies;
But, Bluebells of New England,
To you I give my praises --
To you, fair phantoms in the sun,
Whom merry Spring discovers,
With bluebirds for your laureates,
And honey-bees for lovers.
The south-wind breathes, and lo! you throng
This rugged land of ours:
I think the pale blue clouds of May
Drop down, and turn to flowers!
By cottage doors along the roads
You show your winsome faces,
And, like the spectre lady, haunt
The lonely woodland places.
All night your eyes are closed in sleep,
Kept fresh for day's adorning:
Such simple faith as yours can see
God's coming in the morning!
You lead me by your holiness
To pleasant ways of duty;
You set my thoughts to melody,
You fill me with your beauty.
Long may the heavens give you rain,
The sunshine its caresses,
Long may the woman that I love
Entwine you in her tresses!
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