The Violet Poem by Jane Taylor
The Violet
Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew;
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head
As if to hide from view.
And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colour bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.
Yet thus it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused a sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.
Then let me to the valley go
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.
i really like this poem. the everitt middle school girl's choir (7th & 8th graders) are singing 'The Violet' for our concert and it is just beautiful. my teacher's name is Ms. Edewaard and she works really hard to keep the class singing. she sometimes gets on everyone's nerves, but overall, she okay! ! !
The beauty in something so simple to express a deeper meaning is astonishing
The poem Violet is a very interesting poem for children It is also a nice poem to me alsof
Violets were once a popular symbol of sapphic love. I don't know if that has anything to do with this poem, but it's interesting to think how this information could change the meaning of the poem, no?
Bliss Beauty Flowers In Settings Wild if I were a master florist seeking out a bloom perfect flowers with flawed bent heads would get a peep not swift into dustbin discarded go not one customer wept alas not a single soul to shed tears for flowers to early tomb sent but unless your florists a flower with a bend stem that hangs its head which still looks beautiful smells like sweet perfume is still a precious rare joy to behold in wild settings Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'The Violet' by Jane Taylor. Dedicated to the poet Jane Taylor. Split image from the poem 'A Master Florist Seeks Out A Perfect Bloom' by Terence George Craddock.
A Master Florist Seeks Out A Perfect Bloom if I were a master florist seeking out a perfect bloom flowers with flawed bent heads would not get a peep into dustbin discarded go not one customer to weep not a single soul to shed a tear for flowers sent to early tomb but unless your a florist a flower with a bend stem that hangs its head which still glance looks startling beautiful smells like sweet perfume is still a precious rare joy to behold in settings wild Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'The Violet' by Jane Taylor. Dedicated to the poet Jane Taylor. Original version of the split image 'Bliss Beauty Flowers In Settings Wild' by Terence George Craddock.
The moral of the poem could be, unless your a florist, a flower with a bend stem that hangs its head, which still looks beautiful and smells like sweet perfume, is still a precious joy to behold in the wild.
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6/9/2023 2:19:25 PM # 1.0.0.1113
A very prettily written poem, almost as humble as its topic.