Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ORCHARD, by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Midst bitten mead and acre shorn Last Line: The banners of the spring to be. Subject(s): Orchards | ||||||||
MIDST BITTEN MEAD AND ACRE SHORN, The world without is waste and worn, But here within our orchard-close, The guerdon of its labour shows. O valiant Earth, O happy year That mocks the threat of winter near, And hangs aloft from tree to tree The banners of the Spring to be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST ORCHARD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN THE ORCHARD by ANNE STEVENSON MY ORCHA'D IN LINDEN LEA by WILLIAM BARNES GOOD-BY AND KEEP COLD by ROBERT FROST AN ORCHARD AT AVIGNON by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON OLD APPLE TREES by WILLIAM DEWITT SNODGRASS OF AN ORCHARD by KATHARINE TYNAN IN BLOOMING ORCHARDS by JOHN BURROUGHS FOR THE BED AT KELMSCOTT by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) |
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