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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE APOTHECARY, by JOHN FREEMAN Poet's Biography
First Line: Sick earth, sick with winter
Last Line: And the tongue to tell.
Subject(s): Flowers; Nature; Pharmacy & Pharmacists; Sun; Drug Store; Apothecary
First Line: Sick earth, sick with winter
Last Line: And the tongue to tell.
Subject(s): Flowers; Nature; Pharmacy & Pharmacists; Sun; Drug Store; Apothecary
SICK Earth, sick with winter,
Turned at last to the south,
Her face wan, worn, her mouth
Drooped awry:
Turned and bared her breast
To the blue, warm
Stooped sky,
And in the embrace of a hot unrest
Tossed the hours by.
And the Sun,
Bent and sage,
The Apothecary Sun,
Hastily gathered flowers,
Bitter-sweet leaves, and sure
Medicines for age
And youth's too ardent hours.
And yet more wise,
Gathered the blossoms that have no use
Save to shine and smell
For the mere delight of the eyes,
And the tongue to tell.
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