Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIMMA BELLA; IN MEMORY OF A LITTLE LIFE: 13, by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON Poet's Biography First Line: Now florence fills her lap with buds of may Last Line: "of sun and rain, of smile and sorrow born." Subject(s): Death - Children; Florence, Italy; Death - Babies | ||||||||
Now Florence fills her lap with buds of May, And all, with roses, be they rich or poor, Stream through the great cathedral's brazen door, To get them blessed upon the Roses' Day. Roses and yet more roses, brought away From hundreds of wild gardens, Spring's great store, Are blessed; but, crushed on the cathedral floor, Lies many a bud that caught the dawn's first ray. And so we cried: "O Priest, a bud we'll bring For thee to bless, fresh-sprinkled by the morn, When myriad roses crown triumphant Spring. Late to the breeze it came, through many a thorn, On our grey villa wall: a frail sweet thing, Of sun and rain, of smile and sorrow born." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST CHILDREN by RANDALL JARRELL THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN MELANCHOLY; AN ODE by WILLIAM BROOME SISTERS IN ARMS by AUDRE LORDE A BOTANICAL TROPE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FOR MOHAMMED ZEID OF GAZA, AGE 15 by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE SUNKEN GOLD by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON |
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