Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FLOWERS, by EDWIN ARNOLD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Sweet sisterhood of flowers Last Line: Thou and the evening star, and she, and I. Subject(s): Flowers | ||||||||
SWEET sisterhood of flowers, Ye tell of happier hours, Eloquent eyes, soft hands, and beaming brow; Ye were a gift from one Best loved beneath the sun, And ye must bring me memories of her now. Thou rare red Picotine! Seemed she not like a queen, Gloriously proud, nor beautiful the less, When what I whispered low Made the red blushes show, For shame to hear of her own loveliness? Thou dost remind me well, Down-looking heather-bell, How she looked downward in that lonely spot, And to my earnest prayer Tremblingly gave me there This star of lover's hope -- "Forget-me-Not." Sweet Rose! thy crimson leaves Are little happy thieves! She kissed thee, and her lips are mine alone: Now by that blessed day I'll wear thy leaves away, Kissing the kiss till kissing-place be gone. Beautiful, bright-winged Pea! Ah! but I envied thee, Plucked by her hand, and on her bosom lying. Oh! it were happy death There to sigh out the breath; Never to die, and yet be still a-dying. White lily of the vale! I fear thou saw'st a tale Told without words, when none but thou went nigh: Keep faith, sweet bud of snow! None but ourselves must know -- Thou and the Evening Star, and She, and I. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY SAW THE PROBLEM by MARK JARMAN SHAKE THE SUPERFLUX! by DAVID LEHMAN THE M??TIER OF BLOSSOMING by DENISE LEVERTOV TANKA DIARY (6) by HARRYETTE MULLEN VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN |
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