Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: THE DEATH OF THE ROSE, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ah! Life, dear life, thy summer days have flown Last Line: And death had made undying with a kiss. Subject(s): Death; Flowers; Love; Nature; Roses; Dead, The | ||||||||
AH! life, dear life, thy summer days have flown Swiftly yet all too late, for they did wither. Joy should be joy for one short hour alone, Or it will lose its loveliness for ever. I did not spare to use the cruel knife, But cut the rose as soon as it was day, And gave it to my love. Its little life Passed, like a sigh, from Nature's breast away. Full-hearted flower, thou didst not shrink nor flee When the steel touched thee. No sad memories Made what thou knew not terrible to thee, And death came on thee like a sad surprise. Too happy flower! I would my love had died At unawares, by such a death as thine. I should have slain my love in its full pride, So had it lived and been for ever mine, A treasure for all joy to ponder on, Laid up for aye in old Time's palaces, A "thing of beauty" which my soul had won, And death had made undying with a kiss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 50 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 110. THE OASIS OF SIDI KHALED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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