So beautiful the bloom this crowding weed Is now bestowing down the countryside: Of lacy loveliness, well named indeed, Befitting royal usage, for with pride Can one adorn attire or living place, And greater beauty add so with the charm Of Mother Nature's weaving: Queen Anne's Lace! Everyone has this craftwork -- If on the farm Of humble peasant, or the vast estate Of titled lord, it's there to be admired In all its beauty, blowing early, late. No fairer bloom by heart could be desired. Such lace as woven in this bloom, no hand Of human could create in all the land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PAST IS THE PRESENT by MARIANNE MOORE VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1876 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: PROEM by ALFRED TENNYSON A COWBOY'S WORRYING LOVE by JAMES BARTON ADAMS THE BRIDE'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES ON HIS WIFE, AN EPITAPH by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) ADDISON COUNTY, VERMONT, CLAY by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY PALAMON AND ARCITE, OR THE KNIGHT'S TALE: BOOK 1 by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |