Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BUTTERFLY AND THE ROSE, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: She pluck'd a wild wood-rose, and fondly strove Last Line: To hold it, thou hast lightly thrown away! Subject(s): Butterflies; Flowers; Insects; Roses; Bugs | ||||||||
She pluck'd a wild wood-rose, and fondly strove, With pausing step and ever-anxious care, To carry home her dainty treasure-trove, A butterfly, perch'd on those petals fair; Soon the gay creature flutter'd off again; And then her girlish fingers dropp'd the flower: Ah! little maid, when Love asserts his power, This lesson, duly learnt, may save thee pain: Why from the forest-rose thine hand unclasp, Because the fickle insect would not stay? Not all the tendance of thy sweet blue eye, And tiptoe heed, secured the butterfly; The flower, that needed but thy gentle grasp To hold it, thou hast lightly thrown away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXHAUSTED BUG; FOR MY FATHER by ROBERT BLY PLASTIC BEATITUDE by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BEETLE LIGHT; FOR DANIEL HILLEN by MADELINE DEFREES CLEMATIS MONTANA by MADELINE DEFREES THOMAS MERTON AND THE WINTER MARSH by NORMAN DUBIE HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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