Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 40, by BLISS CARMAN Poet's Biography First Line: Thy mouth is a snow apple Last Line: I ask no more. Subject(s): Eden | ||||||||
Thy mouth is a snow apple, Thy tongue a rosy melon core, Thy breasts are citrons odorous of the East. I know that nursery tale of Eden now, Where God prepared the feast Beneath the bow. I ask no more. The apple-trees have whispered The only word I listened for Through all the legends babbled in my ears. I know what manner of unbitten fruit The first man took with fears And found so sweet. I ask no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I HAVE BEEN A STRANGER IN A STRANGE LAND' by RITA DOVE MORE THEOLOGY by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS TWO TREES IN KATHMANDU by KAREN SWENSON SPRING by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THEOLOGY by EDWARD JAMES HUGHES PARADISE LOST: BOOK 1 by JOHN MILTON A SONG OF THE WESTERN EDEN by HOPE S. BARBER A MORE ANCIENT MARINER by BLISS CARMAN |
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