Members Who Read Most Number Of Poems

Live Scores

Click here to see the rest of the list

(9 November 1847 - 1900 / Winskill, near Settle, Yorkshire, England)

What do you think this poem is about?

For Example: love, art, fashion, friendship and etc.

To a Cabbage Rose

Thy clustering leaves are steeped in splendour;
   No evening red, no morning dun,
Can show a hue as rich and tender
   As thine -- bright lover of the sun!

What wondrous hints of hidden glory,
   Of strains no human lips can sing;
What symbols rare of life's strange story,
   Dost thou from earth's dark bosom bring!

What elements have made thy sweetness,
   Thy glowing hue, thy emerald stem?
What hand has fashioned to completeness
   From tiny germ, thy diadem?

Thou art the fair earth's fond expression
   Of tenderness for heaven above --
The virgin blush that yields confession --
   Thou bright "ambassador of love"!

Fair are thy leaves when summer glowing
   Lies in the lap of swooning spring;
But where art thou when autumn, blowing,
   Bids youth and tenderness take wing?

Sweet messenger! thou waftest beauty
   Wherever human lives are sown,
Around the peasant's humble duty
   Or weary grandeurs of a throne.

Transfused through hearts in future ages,
   Thy glowing power anew may shine
Effulgent in the poets' pages
   Or music's harmony divine.

But not to thee from future glory
   Can shine one added charm or day;
Sweet is thy life's unwritten story
   Of radiant bloom and swift decay.

Give, then, to vagrant winds thy sweetness,
   Shine, tearful, in the summer shower;
And, heedless of thy season's fleetness,
   Enrich with joy the passing hour.

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003


Read poems about / on: future, summer, autumn, music, spring, power, red, beauty, joy, heaven, rose, dark, sun, life, wind

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (To a Cabbage Rose by Henry Lea Twisleton )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..
[Hata Bildir]