Hedge, That Divides The Lovely

Rating: 3.1
Hedge, that divides the lovely
Garden, and myself from me,
Never in you so fair a rose I see
As she who is my lady,
Loving, sweet and holy:
Who as I stretch my hand to you
Presses it, so softly, too.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Melvin Yocum 23 August 2018
Please! ! ! Some one delete the oral reading by the virtual voice. It's like Siri or a generic voice mail recording. Simply destroys any of the sense of the poem. Ugh! !
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Savita Tyagi 28 April 2018
I have been reading the comments below and just felt like putting my two word about hedge. Hedge is the key word. It seems to represent the reality of life - a life where the partner in life are not always so full of love the way we see in our imagination. The lovely lady of dreams is always by you pressing your hands but the one behind hedge of life is not like that.
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Savita Tyagi 28 April 2018
Such a soft and tender poem. Watching the garden the lover is fully consumed with love for his lady.
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Sixtus Unfailingdreams Osim 02 September 2017
''Who as I stretch my hand to, Press it, so softly, too''...such tenderness; a great sign of love. A good poem indeed!
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Anil Kumar Panda 02 September 2017
Sweet and interesting poem. Like to read again and again. Thanks for sharing.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 02 September 2017
Dismay or hate is hedge like that separates the love garden. Nice outlook. Thanks and congratulations to his soul.
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Lantz Pierre 02 September 2017
Dismay or hate is a great suggestion for the meaning of the hedge. I like that. But it's pure supposition without any backing in the text. It might be his own hideous appearance or his abject poverty or a million or things. We just don't know.
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The outlook is nice indeed. I love it.
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Sylvaonyema Uba 02 September 2017
Never in you So fair a rose I see Lovely virtue and precise quality piece. Sylva-Onyema Uba
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Edward Kofi Louis 02 September 2017
Never in you a fair rose i see! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Bernard F. Asuncion 02 September 2017
Such an interesting short poem....
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John S 27 November 2015
I wonder what he is referring to when he says 'Hedge that divides the lovely garden, and myself from me? ' Obviously, his beautiful lover is the rose, but I don't quite understand what the hedge represents, and what it is separating him from. Anyone?
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Lantz Pierre 02 September 2017
Precisely my problem with this poem. The compression of ideas being sought here defies, or is defied by, grammatical construction. It may an issue of the translator's failures. I think Tasso wants the concluding word of the penultimate line (°you°) to refer the rose / lover but my deconstruction of this single sentence poem leads me back grammatically to the hedge as its referent. And overall I'm left wanting a resolution. Focus. The picture's too blurry. Still, that said, I love the first line and think the break perfectly placed for the words in that line and the next to accrue meaning beyond the literal content there. Maybe the problem lies in marrying a metaphor to simile that upsets the balance. I just don't know. I feel divided.
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