Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MONTH OF MARY; A SONG, by JOHN HENRY NEWMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Green are the leaves, and sweet the flowers Last Line: And they will ne'er decay. Subject(s): Mary. Mother Of Jesus; May (month); Women - Bible; Virgin Mary | ||||||||
GREEN are the leaves, and sweet the flowers, And rich the hues of May; We see them in the gardens round, And market-paniers gay: And e'en among our streets, and lanes, And alleys, we descry, By fitful gleams, the fair sunshine, The blue transparent sky. Chorus. O Mother maid, be thou our aid, Now in the opening year; Lest sights of earth to sin give birth, And bring the tempter near. Green is the grass, but wait awhile, 'Twill grow, and then will wither; The flowrets, brightly as they smile, Shall perish altogether: The merry sun, you sure would say, It ne'er could set in gloom; But earth's best joys have all an end, And sin, a heavy doom. Chorus. But Mother maid, thou dost not fade; With stars above thy brow, And the pale moon beneath thy feet, For ever throned art thou. The green green grass, the glittering grove, The heaven's majestic dome, They image forth a tenderer bower, A more refulgent home; They tell us of that Paradise Of everlasting rest, And that high Tree, all flowers and fruit, The sweetest, yet the best. Chorus. O Mary, pure and beautiful, Thou art the Queen of May; Our garlands wear about thy hair, And they will ne'er decay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MADONNA by KATHARINE LEE BATES BALLADE TO OUR LADY OF CZESTOCHOWA by HILAIRE BELLOC OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC PLASTIC BEATITUDE by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SONG OF MARY by LUCILLE CLIFTON ISLAND MARY by LUCILLE CLIFTON MARY'S DREAM by LUCILLE CLIFTON |
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