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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE CYCLAMEN, by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Thou cyclamen of crumpled horn
Last Line: Go, carry her this little song.
Subject(s): Cyclamen; Plants; Planting; Planters
First Line: Thou cyclamen of crumpled horn
Last Line: Go, carry her this little song.
Subject(s): Cyclamen; Plants; Planting; Planters
Thou Cyclamen of crumpled horn
Toss not thy head aside;
Repose it where the Loves were born,
In that warm dell abide.
Whatever flowers, on mountain, field,
Or garden, may arise,
Thine only that pure odour yield
Which never can suffice.
Emblem of her I've loved so long,
Go, carry her this little song.
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