Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OUTCAST FLOWER, by JOSEPH SKIPSEY Poet's Biography First Line: You turn up your nose at me? I suppose Last Line: Just think what I've told. Subject(s): Love - Unrequited; Nature | ||||||||
You turn up your nose at me? I suppose, I'm noisome and base? Before on my head you cruelly tread, Give ear to my case. A lily-bell rare, my charms were laid bare, And lo! at the sight, In a mantle of gold, a delight to behold, Love danced in delight. To him I was dear ah me! it was clear That nothing above Below, or around, by Love could be found, So precious to love. That little white flower which gildeth the hour When March winds rave, The snowdrop, as clear from stain might appear, But look'd too grave. The crocus a-drest in her sun-given vest, On Spring's live mould, To her heart's delight, might sparkle as bright, But look'd too bold. No zephyr did woo a hyacinth blue, With bearing so fine; No daffodil e'er did view in the mere A face so divine. The tulip so gay a cheek might display In deeper hues dyed; But where the sweet smell could any one tell? The dancer enjoyed? The pink had a bloom as rich in perfume, to make the heart glad; But where was the grace to rivet the gaze The lily-bell had? Not even the rose, the richest that blows, Could Love then prefer; And the pansy, so sweet, bowed down at her feet, In homage to her. This swore Love, and, sworn, away I was torn, His pleasure to be; But ere a day past away I was cast He cared not for me. Unheeded I pined, my sweets did the wind No longer perfume; To vile turned the pure the sweet turned a sour Ah, such was my doom. You turn up your nose! just think of my woes, Though base to behold, Just think ere you tread ere you crush my poor head Just think what I've told. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN |
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