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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WRITTEN AT ROSSANA. NOVEMBER 18, 1799, by MARY TIGHE Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, my rash hand! What hast thou idly done? Last Line: To bask beneath contentment's beam serene! Alternate Author Name(s): Blachford, Mary | |||
Oh, my rash hand! what hast thou idly done? Turn from its humble bank the last poor flower That patient lingered to this wintry hour: Expanding cheerly to the languid sun It flourished yet, and yet it might have blown, Had not thy sudden desolating power Destroyed what many a storm and angry shower Had pitying spared. The pride of summer gone, Cherish what yet in faded life can bloom; And if domestic love still sweetly smiles, If sheltered by thy cot he yet beguiles Thy winter's prospect of its dreary gloom, Oh, from the spoiler's touch thy treasure screen, To bask beneath contentment's beam serene! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADDRESS TO MY HARP by MARY TIGHE ON RECEIVING A BRANCH OF MEZEREON WHICH FLOWERED AT WOODSTOCK by MARY TIGHE POOR, FOND DELUDED HEART! by MARY TIGHE SONNET, MARCH 1791 by MARY TIGHE WRITTEN AT KILLARNEY. JULY 29, 1800 by MARY TIGHE WRITTEN AT SCARBOROUGH. AUGUST, 1799 by MARY TIGHE WRITTEN AT THE EAGLE'S NEST, KILLARNEY. JULY 26, 1800 by MARY TIGHE |
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