{"id":926,"date":"2011-04-03T23:48:25","date_gmt":"2011-04-03T23:48:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=926"},"modified":"2017-07-11T21:29:03","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T21:29:03","slug":"the-poet-and-the-lily-by-a-b-s-tennyson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/the-poet-and-the-lily-by-a-b-s-tennyson\/","title":{"rendered":"The Poet and the Lily by A. B. S. Tennyson"},"content":{"rendered":"

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The Poet and the Lily by A. B. S. Tennyson<\/p>\n

A poet was born in a modern time,
\n‘Neath Saturn and his Rings,
\nHe was a child of the world’s prime,
\nKnew all beautiful things.
\nHe was a child of morning and mirth,
\nLaughing for joy of the sun,
\nHis nostrils drank the scent of earth
\nWhen rain is over and done.<\/p>\n

A lily came from the winter’s womb
\nAnd grew in its own sweet pride,
\nBut the ruthless steel passed over its bloom,
\nAnd low in the dust it died.
\nAnd the poet’s heart was filled with pain
\nThat a delicate thing and rare
\nShould be reft of the beauty of which it was fain
\nAnd killed by the cruel share.<\/p>\n

So he sang of the meadows white with lambs,
\nAnd life all young again,
\nOf the colts which gallop to their dams,
\nKnowing not any rein.
\nHe sang of the spring upon the sea,
\nHedges all white with may,<\/p>\n

The year in its sweet infancy,
\nThis our great world at play.
\nOf shepherds piping to their flocks
\nAcross the fields of thyme,
\nOf sunlit fields above the rocks,
\nWhere the small waves lap in rhyme.
\nOf glancing maids and youths their peers,
\nFor ever young and free,
\nWith faces fair, and in their ears
\nGreat music of the sea.<\/p>\n

He sang the amber moon a-sail
\nIn an even of misty blue,
\nThe stars which burn, the stars which pale,
\nThe might which holds them true;
\nThe comets in another sky
\nWhich sweep to an unknown morn.
\nHe sang of some vast agony
\nOr ever a world was born.<\/p>\n

He sang a song like a twanging bow,
\nHis head was full of sound
\nAs a dark night when winds are low
\nAnd a swell comes from the ground.
\nHe sang a song like a joyous bird
\nIn wooded places and hilly,
\nWhile in the hearts of those that heard
\nPity grew like a lily.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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