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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOTHOUSE VIOLET SPEAKS, by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: I've calmly lived my sunny little life Alternate Author Name(s): Droch | |||
Sometimes I've dreamed the cricket told me true; I've longed for freedom and the pleasing view Of moss-grown hummocks and great whispering trees, With gold-winged songsters humming in the breeze. The dream is over—I have lived my day Nourished in sun with other violets gay; And now I'm borne afar to Paradise, To find my haven in your gentle eyes. If I may touch your lips I'll die content Without one glimpse of freedom or days spent In woodland dells; oh, murmur, while I fade, Your own sweet mem'ries of the forest glade! Come, tell me quickly, for my brief hours pass; What! You too captive in a house of glass? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE FARRAGUT STATUE by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) FOR A NOVEL OF HALL CAINE'S by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) JAMES MCCOSH by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) THE TOWERS OF PRINCETON [FROM THE TRAIN] by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) TO A FRIEND DYING by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) FATHER TO MOTHER by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY by ROBERT BURNS ESTONIAN BRIDAL SONG by JOHANN GOTTFRIED VON HERDER CITIZEN OF THE WORLD by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE CLERKS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 79. THE MONOCHORD by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |
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