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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VINES; TO ANDRE CHVERILLON, by JOHN HENRY GRAY First Line: Have you seen the listening snake? Last Line: Half-born tendrils, grasping, gasp. Subject(s): Vines & Vineyards | |||
'Have you seen the listening snake?' Bramble clutches for his bride, Lately she was by his side, Woodbine, with her gummy hands. In the ground the mottled snake Listens for the dawn of day; Listens, listening death away, Till the day burst winter's bands. Painted ivy is asleep, Stretched upon the bank, all torn, Sinewy though she be; love-lorn Convolvuluses cease to creep. Bramble clutches for his bride, Woodbine, with her gummy hands, All his horny claws expands; She has withered in his grasp. 'Till the day dawn, till the tide Of the winter's afternoon.' 'Who tells dawning?' -- 'Listen, soon.' Half-born tendrils, grasping, gasp. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES by EMMA CATHERINE (MANLY) EMBURY THE VINE TO THE GOAT by EUENUS THE HONEYSUCKLE VINE by ETHEL LOUISE HALSTEAD THE VINE SONG, FR. THE MINSTREL'S APPOINTMENT by THOMAS CAULFIELD IRWIN BALLAD OF THE GOLD COUNTRY by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON THE VINES THAT MISSED THE BEES by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON SONG OF THE SEEDLING; TO ARTHUR SEWELL BUTT by JOHN HENRY GRAY |
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