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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I KNOW THE WAY OF THE WILD BLUSH ROSE, by WILLARD EMERSON KEYES First Line: I know the way of the wild blush rose Last Line: For the love of a maid is for aye and aye! Subject(s): Flowers; Love; Red (color); Roses; Summer; Sun | |||
I KNOW the way of the wild blush rose That blooms in the coppice there The wild blush rose whose beauty glows In the languid summer air. For, oh, she loves to be wooed and won, And she opes her heart to the ardent sun; And she tells her love while yet she may, For love doth last but a summer's day. I know the way of the nightingale In the dark green ilex tree. For each pure note from her pulsing throat Breathes love's wild ecstasy. She sings that her listening swain may know The tender rapture that moves her so. For soon, too soon, the leaf grows sere And love will pass with the passing year. But who can know the way of a maid When her heart is sweetly thrilled? Deep down in her eyes the secret lies And the song on her lips is stilled. But locked in love's first dear embrace, A new light shines on her upturned face; There's a song in her breast that shall ever stay, For the love of a maid is for aye and aye! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN AGAINST EXCESS OF SEA OR SUN OR REASON by WILLIAM MEREDITH WHY I WAKE EARLY by MARY OLIVER CONTRA MORTEM: THE SUN by HAYDEN CARRUTH SERPENT SUN EYE BEWITCHING MY EYE by AIME CESAIRE SONG OF KAREN, THE DANCING CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |
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