Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG FOR CANDLEMAS, by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There's never a rose upon the bush Last Line: And let the year blow as it will! Subject(s): Candlemas | ||||||||
THERE'S never a rose upon the bush, And never a bud on any tree; In wood and field nor hint nor sign Of one green thing for you or me. Come in, come in, sweet love of mine, And let the bitter weather be! Coated with ice the garden wall; The river reeds are stark and still; The wind goes plunging to the sea, And last week's flakes the hollows fill. Come in, come in, sweet love, to me, And let the year blow as it will! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CANDLEMAS DAY by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL CEREMONY UPON CANDLEMAS EVE by ROBERT HERRICK THE CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMAS DAY by ROBERT HERRICK UPON CANDLEMASSE DAY by ROBERT HERRICK CANDLEMAS; A SONG by JOHN HENRY NEWMAN A CANDLEMAS DIALOGUE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI CANDLEMAS DAY by MARY THERESE MADELEVA A CHRISTMAS FOLK-SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE A HOLIDAY by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE |
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