Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WEE PRIMROSE, by HUGH MACDONALD First Line: On a green mossy bank, 'neath a bonnie birk tree Last Line: To soothe the bit heart o' his bonnie wee mate. Subject(s): Primroses | ||||||||
ON a green mossy bank, 'neath a bonnie birk tree, By a burnie that danced to its ain voice o' glee, A sweet yellow primrose, on March ope'd her e'en, Like wee starnies o' gowd in a bricht clud o' green. O sweet sang the merle in the hour o' her birth, An' the lark tauld his joy frae the lift to the earth; While the wud-mouse peep'd out frae a grey lichen'd stone, To welcome the floo'r that bids winter begone. Though March whussilt keen through the cauld drapeless wud, The bonnie birk tree 'gan to smile an' to bud; Sayin' Summer is near, since the primrose is come, I'll don my green kirtle, an' welcome her home. The wee robin cam' there wi' his sere-breasted bride, An' they biggit their nest at the primrose's side; An' sweet frae the birk tree he sang air an' late, To soothe the bit heart o' his bonnie wee mate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVENING PRIMROSE by JOHN CLARE THE PRIMROSE by ROBERT HERRICK TO PRIMROSES FILLED WITH MORNING DEW by ROBERT HERRICK THE EARLY PRIMROSE by HENRY KIRKE WHITE LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 6. SPRING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM TO A PRIMROSE by EDNA S. CODDINGTON TO A TEXAS PRIMROSE by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN MY AIN HEARTHSTANE by HUGH MACDONALD |
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