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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A THOUGHT FOR THE NINTH OF AB, by ISABELLA ROSA HESS First Line: Swinging low by a garden wall Last Line: Where'er the seeds were sown! Alternate Author Name(s): Hadassah Subject(s): Jews; Temples; Judaism; Mosques | |||
SWINGING low by a garden wall A flower bent its head, Only a few its beauty knew, And the fragrance sweet it shed. But a wind blew rough on the blossom rare, And its seeds were scattered wide, Now one finds its bloom, where'er there's room On the great green countryside! So stood the shrine on Zion's hill, For Truth's Temple fair, But all too few its beauty knew— Men knew not Truth dwelt there. But came the foe like shattering storm, And Temple walls laid low, 'Neath weeping skies the ruin lies 'Mid wails of mortal woe. But like windblown blossom then The precious seeds were blown, And Truth spread wide on every side Where'er the seeds were sown! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BAYADERE by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS AT DENDERA by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR RAMESES WORSHIPS RAMESES AT ABU SIMBEL by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR GLIMPSES OF ITALY: 5. LIKE PAESTUM'S TEMPLE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON MAYAN TEMPLE by ADA CLARKE CARMICHIEL THE EARTHLY HOUSE by PHOEBE CARY THE DESERTED SHRINE by GLADYS CROMWELL THE ARK OF THE COVENANT by NINA DAVIS THE MENORAH by MIRIAM DEL BANCO A PURIM POEM by ISABELLA ROSA HESS |
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