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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEWILDERED, by ETHEL KNIGHT FISHER
First Line: The blossom sere hangs on the tree
Last Line: And take the half-blown rose?
Subject(s): Flowers; Night; Noon; Trees; Bedtime
First Line: The blossom sere hangs on the tree
Last Line: And take the half-blown rose?
Subject(s): Flowers; Night; Noon; Trees; Bedtime
The blossom sere hangs on the tree,
The bud was plucked too soon, --
Nor will it know a singing night,
That only graced a sunny noon.
To dimming eyes the stars grow dim,
And chill the lone night grows;
Why does God leave the withered flower,
And take the half-blown rose?
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