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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ROSE, by ELIZABETH TOLLET First Line: Beneath my feet when flora cast Last Line: And love and life must fade and fall. Subject(s): Flowers; Roses | |||
BENEATH my feet when Flora cast Her choicest sweets of various hue, Their charms, unheeded as I passed, Nor cheered my sense, nor took my view. I chose, neglecting all the rest, The Provence rose too fully blown. I lodged it in my virgin breast; It drooped, alas, and died too soon! This gentle sigh, this rain of eyes, Thy beauty never can recall: 'Tis thus that all perfection flies, And love and life must fade and fall. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHISPER OF THE ROSE by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG THE WISDOM OF THE ROSE by ELSA BARKER LOVE PLANTED A ROSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES ROSES; A VILANELLE by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE PAINTER ON SILK by AMY LOWELL |
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