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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOTHOUSE VIOLET SPEAKS, by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: I've calmly lived my sunny little life Alternate Author Name(s): Droch | |||
Sometimes I've dreamed the cricket told me true; I've longed for freedom and the pleasing view Of moss-grown hummocks and great whispering trees, With gold-winged songsters humming in the breeze. The dream is over—I have lived my day Nourished in sun with other violets gay; And now I'm borne afar to Paradise, To find my haven in your gentle eyes. If I may touch your lips I'll die content Without one glimpse of freedom or days spent In woodland dells; oh, murmur, while I fade, Your own sweet mem'ries of the forest glade! Come, tell me quickly, for my brief hours pass; What! You too captive in a house of glass? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE FARRAGUT STATUE by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) FOR A NOVEL OF HALL CAINE'S by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) JAMES MCCOSH by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) THE TOWERS OF PRINCETON [FROM THE TRAIN] by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) TO A FRIEND DYING by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) FATHER TO MOTHER by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) |
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