Lady Mary Wortley Montagu


Written At Lovere, 1755 - Poem by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

Wisdom, slow product of laborious years,
The only fruit that life's cold winter bears;
Thy sacred seeds in vain in youth we lay,
By the fierce storm of passion torn away.
Should some remain in a rich gen'rous soil,
They long lie hid, and must be rais'd with toil;
Faintly they struggle with inclement skies,
No sooner born than the poor planter dies.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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