Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A HYACINTH SONG, by VIRGINIA STAIT First Line: It captured me beyond the color's riot Last Line: And I am unconfessed! Subject(s): Hyacinths | ||||||||
It captured me beyond the color's riot, The chime and clash Of crimsons, and beyond the petalled quiet Of ash to its own ash. It was a spray of white for me to borrow, A thought's cool rest, When a high noon knows but a fevered morrow, And I am unconfessed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IDYLL 7. OF HYACINTHUS by BION SONNET: THE HYACINTH by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE ADMONITION FOR SPRING by LOUIS ALEXANDER MACKAY HYACINTHS by ARTHUR TRUMAN MERRILL SONNET: TO A HYACINTH IN JANUARY by CONSTANCE CAROLINE WOODHILL NADEN HYACINTHS TO FEED THY SOUL by MOSHARREF OD-DIN IBN MOSLEH OD-DIN SADI A HYACINTH FOR EDITH by ARTHUR JAMES MARSHALL SMITH |
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