Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A FORGET-ME-NOT; BROUGHT FROM SWITZERLAND, by FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Flower of the mountain by the wanderer's hand Last Line: Thou faded thing! Can make thee flourish. Alternate Author Name(s): Butler, Frances Anne; Kemble, Fanny Subject(s): Forget-me-nots | ||||||||
FLOWER of the mountain! by the wanderer's hand Robb'd of thy beauty's short-lived sunny day; Didst thou but blow to gem the stranger's way, And bloom to wither in the stranger's land? Hueless and scentless as thou art, How much that stirs the memory, How much, much more, that thrills the heart, Thou faded thing, yet lives in thee! Where is thy beauty? in the grassy blade There lives more fragrance and more freshness now; Yet oh! not all the flowers that bloom and fade Are half so dear to memory's eye as thou. The dew that on the mountain lies, The breeze that o'er the mountain sighs, Thy parent stem will nurse and nourish But thou -- not e'en those sunny eyes, As bright, as blue as thine own skies, Thou faded thing! can make thee flourish. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FACTORY-GIRL by MAXWELL BODENHEIM RAINBOWS: FORGET-ME-NOTS by OLIVE CUSTANCE TWO RINGS by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL A BUNCH OF FORGET-ME-NOTS by THOMAS HOOD TO THE FORGET-ME-NOTS; ON THE PASS OF THE MAIDEN, JAPAN by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL THE FORGET-ME-NOT by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD THE FORGET-ME-NOT by ARTHUR PETERSON COULD I FORGET! by CHARLES V. H. ROBERTS |
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