WHILE soon the 'garden's flaunting flowers' decay, And, scattered on the earth, neglected lie, The mountain daisy, cherished by the ray A poet drew from heaven, shall never die. Ah! like that lovely flower the poet rose, 'Mid penury's bare soil and bitter gale! He felt each storm that on the mountain blows, Nor ever knew the shelter of the vale. By Genius in her native vigour nursed, On Nature with impassioned look he gazed, Then through the cloud of adverse fortune burst Indignant, and in light unborrowed blazed. Scotia! from rude affliction shield thy bard; His heaven-taught numbers Fate herself will guard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PLAYING SOMEONE ELSE'S PIANO by KAREN SWENSON SACRED ELEGY: 5. THE SEPARATION OF MAN FROM GOD by GEORGE BARKER MOTLEY: THE GHOST by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE WRITTEN IN THE BEGINNING OF MEZERAY'S HISTORY OF FRANCE by MATTHEW PRIOR A DIRGE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE PRINCESS; A MEDLEY by ALFRED TENNYSON ODE: INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |