Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A BELATED VIOLET, by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD

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First Line: Very dark the autumn sky
Last Line: Violet never woke to know.
Subject(s): Children; Flowers; Violets; Childhood

VERY dark the autumn sky,
Dark the clouds that hurried by;
Very rough the autumn breeze
Shouting rudely to the trees.
Listening, frightened, pale, and cold,
Through the withered leaves and mold
Peered a violet all in dread --
"Where, oh, where is spring?" she said.
Sighed the trees, "Poor little thing!
She may call in vain for spring."
And the grasses whispered low,
"We must never let her know."
"What's this whispering?" roared the breeze;
"Hush! a violet," sobbed the trees,
"Thinks it's spring,-- poor child, we fear
She will die if she should hear!"
Softly stole the wind away,
Tenderly he murmured, "Stay!"
To a late thrush on the wing,
"Stay with her one day and sing!"
Sang the thrush so sweet and clear
That the sun came out to hear,
And, in answer to her song,
Beamed on violet all day long;
And the last leaves here and there
Fluttered with a spring-like air.
Then the violet raised her head, --
"Spring has come at last!" she said.
Happy dreams had violet
All that night -- but happier yet,
When the dawn came dark with snow,
Violet never woke to know.

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