Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HER FLOWER, by GEORGE ALBERT SOPER First Line: Little flower, fading, dying Last Line: In her breast. Subject(s): Flowers; Love - Loss Of | ||||||||
LITTLE flower, fading, dying, Thou art on my table lying In thy last and final rest. Yet't is scarcely half an hour Since I saw thee, little flower, In thy forced and cold devotion, Rising, falling, with the motion Of her breast. Did she tell thee, thou one dying, And there is no use denying What thou surely knowest best, Did she whisper, ere that hour That I saw thee, little flower, Did she speak of my devotion, Did she speak with no emotion In her breast? Little flower, thou art dying, Faded, listless, lifeless lying; Thou hast found thy final rest. But I would within an hour Change with thee, dead, faded flower, If I knew that my devotion Echoed not with sweet emotion In her breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROSE AND MURRAY by CONRAD AIKEN THOUGH WE NO LONGER POSSESS IT by MARK JARMAN THE GLORY OF THE DAY WAS IN HER FACE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LOVE COME AND GONE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 33 by JAMES JOYCE A SCOTCH SONG by JOANNA BAILLIE QUA CURSUM VENTUS by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH A CRADLE SONG by PADRAIC COLUM A SNOW-STORM; SCENE IN A VERMONT WINTER by CHARLES GAMAGE EASTMAN |
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