Philip Freneau

(1752 - 1832)

Poems of Philip Freneau

1. Eutaw Springs 1/1/2004
2. On A Honey Bee 1/13/2003
3. On The Death Of Dr. Benjamin Franklin 1/13/2003
4. The Indian Burying Ground 1/13/2003
5. The Republican Genius Of Europe 1/13/2003
6. The Wild Honey-Suckle 1/13/2003
7. To A New England Poet 1/13/2003

The Wild Honey-Suckle

Fair flower, that dost so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat,
Untouched thy honied blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet;
...No roving foot shall crush thee here,
...No busy hand provoke a tear.

By Nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,

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